Erias Morigak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a grey vest and prefers brown and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. After a long history of fighting, Erias and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it.
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Silver pearl (80 gp).
Mindartis Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. A gifted student he started as a Mayor, but he got bored and became a Glassblower. He has worked as a Glassblower like his father before him.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 19 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Rezena Argenthrixus, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her ears are large.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Ostracized due to the martial powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Dworic Aranore, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Malachite (7 gp). 1 Breastplate.
Koeth Ofandrus, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears just a tan suit. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. At a young age his father died while driving off some giants. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in quarterstaff use. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Koeth was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: Revenge; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 4 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Sylvan
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d6-3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 290 gp.
Alice Walcott, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An older woman who wears dark leathers with embroidery, she is not a threatening figure. Her black hair is greasy and uncared for. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Alice's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Cartwright profession.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her mother's willingness to do anything to win. She has worked as a Architect like her mother before her.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Seven Mist, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A 6'5" southern woman, she is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She has styled her red fur well, parting it to the left. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Seven is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Seven was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.
Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and to unite with her brother
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Taklinn Strakeln, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His brown hair is lengthy. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Hourglass.
Silent Of Wine, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is dressed in an above average manner. His cinnamon fur is knotted and matted. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +7 / 1d6+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp).
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