Leucis Dischord, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His red hair is knotted and matted. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. After a long history of fighting, Leucis and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Terran, Draconic, Halfling, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.
Zedaar Akambherylliax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 6'2", this man wears a green collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His gold crest, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Revenge; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 50 gp. Red spinel (100 gp).
Delebean Wildwander, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
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. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Delebean grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and doesn't want to be a scribe and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant, Gnoll, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp. Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Jet (50 gp).
Marastyr Bofdann, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. She is renowned for her bright grey dresses and hats. Her Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She has blue eyes.
Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Dragonborn companion (her 'brother'). She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1400 sp.
Elegant Of Spirit, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing right leg. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She has done her best to style her black fur to look like a famous performer. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Elegant was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Elegant decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Bundrigo Quickstep, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: 3'0" and muscular, this southern man wears silk and lounges about seductively. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.
Personality: Bundrigo is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: He was born in the south. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, 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: 160 gp.
Egelina Ariessus, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. 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. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.
Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Percival Kensley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to protect his home
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Holy water. 1 Holy water. 1 Holy water.
Hatae Floshem, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and yellow handkerchief worn on her right side. Her silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gray.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Hatae isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Farmer arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
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