Einkil Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are brown and beady.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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. Einkil 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, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1600 sp.
Therai Fluke, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An older man who wears baggy green pantaloons and a brown scarf, he is not a threatening figure. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His red eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Shepherd for the past few years.
Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, 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: 230 gp. 1 Antitoxin.
Rezena Pfaphnyrennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She prefers to wear flannel. Her white crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out
Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic, Abyssal, Undercommon, Ignan
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Nemeia Tragedy, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She stands about 4'8" and wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her silver hair is heavily combed to the left. Her fierce silver eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Nemeia was born with her father's beautiful face. When Nemeia reached her early adolescence her Tiefling father 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. During her travels, Nemeia and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Nemeia discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Nemeia fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.
Motivation: To prove her worth to the world.
Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Military, Attractive. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Thava Orexijandilin, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She keeps her long red crest kept up in a rat tail. Her eyes are likewise gold. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to raise her children well
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Red garnet (70 gp).
Dagger In the Wind, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Standing 5'2", this man is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and black handkerchief worn on his right side. His beige fur is heavily combed to the right. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. 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 east. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Stylist for hire.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and wants to raise his children well
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Delebean Horcusporcus, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He likes to wear blue tank tops with brown pants. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His eyes are a pleasant green.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, gnolls burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying west to reunite his family. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Travok Helcral, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a brown coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he feels threatened by others
Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Infernal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Jabbie Ironhide, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
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 motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Assassin. He has achieved small success as a Assassin.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Buckler.
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