Tûhorn Reid, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a black costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. He has no hair. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Tûhorn was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Dyer. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Onyx (50 gp). 1 Simple lock.
Jasmine Honeypot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a white armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. Her head has been shaved. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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5 (-3) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic, Infernal
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d6-3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1500 sp.
Chenna Thorngage, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 2'11" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. Her deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Quilla Waggletop, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 3'5", this woman is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sage. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her skin is flawless and her brown eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: Born in the south to a Sage, Quilla learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her mother took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She bought a axe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a sage and was forced into it by her family
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 310 gp. Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Malachite (16 gp).
Pyntle Maekkelferce, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This woman likes to wear tan tank tops with brown skirt. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on her right hand. Her hair is long and red with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small tan clips. Her eyes are violet and catlike.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Pyntle embodies much of what other species detest in the Gnomes. A true patriot, Pyntle would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her childhood dream was to be a Mercenary, but she was a colossal failure. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Pyntle fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To be a Mercenary again.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 270 gp.
Dagger Mirror, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'10" when asserting himself. His cinnamon fur is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.
History: Dagger was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp).
Cloak Thundercloud, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'2". He wears professional attire, and his gloved hand is found clutching a falchion. His fur is cut close to his head. His copper eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: Cloak is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Cloak took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1 Banded mail.
Fenriz Sanctuary, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of morningstars, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is purple and very short. His eyes are likewise black. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Fenriz was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tieflings in Fenriz's homeland. Fenriz decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fenriz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Wymar Palomarez, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a very tight haircut. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
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