Maynild Blyth, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears an entirely brown suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. With wild blonde hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the west. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and doesn't want to be a glassblower and was forced into it by her family
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Red-brown spinel (110 gp).
Gorfel Barlow, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears skinny pants and wears a black and green robe with the hood down. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his left hand. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a great chef.
History: He was born into a rich family. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 4 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Hadarai Amakiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise blue.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Hadarai was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.
Ideals: Passionate, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Pink pearl (90 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Buvvie Fiddlefen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. In her 12th year, her parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Buvvie alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and to prove her worth to the world
Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Infernal, Goblin, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +1 / 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Solid gold idol (800 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).
Brakka Beckwith, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She wears her red hair up. Her fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Superior lock.
Anselm Clifford, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His tied-back hair is red. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. The war was a terrible time for him, and Anselm does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran, Halfling, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Merihim Severity, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Merihim abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Infernal, Goblin, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Urshar Silveraxe, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it, marred by chocolates. Her chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.
History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 20 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 80 pp. Red garnet (150 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).
Quarion Eathalena, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is short and black. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: He was born in a small plains village. Quarion 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. 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. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
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