Ghaliver Thorngage, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A 3'2" southern man, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His white hair is thinning but still full. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: He was raised by priests from a young age. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Serpent Mirror, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her cinnamon fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and her religion dominates her actions
Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 9000 cp.
Quillathe Wasanthi, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a tan coat. Her brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. When Quillathe reached her early adolescence her Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quillathe fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Aquan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 210 gp.
Ranala Turen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This woman stands a little under 3'5" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. With wild blonde hair. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: Born in the west to a Performer, Ranala learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Ranala took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor she uses now. 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. Ranala fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Expand her business; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Paggen Gimlen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears blue trousers with brown and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has achieved small success as a Servant.
Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Pacifist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Thoradin Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 4'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. After coming to the age of reason, Thoradin took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to gnomish people
Ideals: Joker, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 40 pp.
Reynard Wedgwood, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: 5'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.
Personality: Reynard is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: Gifted from a young age, Reynard studied abroad. His first spouse was a Actor, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.
Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 60 gp. Carnelian (60 gp). 6 Acid flasks.
Rimmon Joy, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. His purple hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are red.
Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.
History: Rimmon was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Knight hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Abyssal, Sylvan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1100 sp.
Ea Virtue, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She tends to wear a large black jacket. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her hair, while still mostly purple, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are likewise silver.
Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bookbinder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She's also a talented Beggar, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Poor, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant, Gnoll, Terran, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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