Lance Wakefield, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). 3 Antitoxin.
Morthos Fortune, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His white eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Morthos is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Edge Of Ale, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his black fur up. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Edge was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).
Gennal Wasanthi, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is baby faced.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gennal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Coral (100 gp).
Direcris Shestendeliath, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has moderate length copper crest. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Direcris liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Laborer; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it
Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnoll, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Morkral Trueanvil, Male Dwarf [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. His hair is short and red. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Sailor kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and regain custody of his son
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Ovak Gresham, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She wears dark leathers with embroidery. She carries with her a set of daggers on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She has styled her chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Ovak was born on a far southern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Doctor. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 4 (-3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 4000 cp.
Rangrim Thrahak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has shaved his head bald. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and to reunite with his absent mother
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 3 (-4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged -1 / 1d6-3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Pelt Of Snakes, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears dull pastel sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red fur has been sun bleached extensively. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Priest. He became a Priest soon after.
Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 400 sp. Coral (40 gp).
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