Nadarr Fharngnarthnost, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gold eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: Born in the north to a Farmer, Nadarr learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His first spouse was a Roofer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: He is greedy; and to be a roofer again
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Torbera Frostbeard, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has moderate length black hair. Her ears are large.
Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Osah Bedlam, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her silver hair, when down, is lengthy. Her skin is flawless and her white eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.
History: Osah was born the youngest of three triplets. Her first spouse was a Beggar, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well.
Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Spring Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her lavender fur is matted, messy, and big. Her ears are large.
Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. A true patriot, Spring would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Spring was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Spring fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.
Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Mentor, In love. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 pp. Amethyst (100 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Oblar High-hill, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. His hair is auburn and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, 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: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Varis Starks, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: He comes from a rich southern family. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sage and was forced into it by his family.
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Dimble Garrick, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who tends to wear a large tan jacket, he is not a threatening figure. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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. Dimble 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; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Everburning torch.
Diggory Qualanthri, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is renowned for his bright yellow suits and hats. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Shepherd but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: Diggory was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Diggory was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Disciplined, Pacifist. Bonds: Family, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Aquan, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, 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: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Sweet Of World, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She keeps her long orange fur kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Sweet fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and doesn't want to be a marshal and was forced into it by her family
Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, 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: 240 gp.
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