Theriatis Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He has brown eyes.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Theriatis isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.
History: Theriatis was born with his mother's beautiful face. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Gardener. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Tanglefoot bags.
Jezebeth Doubt, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: 6'4" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. Her silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Jezebeth was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the dire rats.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Celestial, Elven, Auran, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Ridaro Iathrana, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She has no hair. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Guard. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 6 years.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Guard responsibilities is difficult; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. Freshwater pearl (11 gp).
Riardon Wasanthi, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He very much looks the part of a Layabout. He has a hunchback. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Knight profession.
History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. Riardon was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Riardon decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has achieved small success as a Layabout.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new layabout responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Backpack.
Gorbundus Zzzxaaxthroth, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears his rusty crest down. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Gorbundus was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. During his travels, Gorbundus and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Gorbundus discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Gorbundus fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: To protect his home; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Thodris Brawnanvil, Female Dwarf [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 wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around her ears. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp. Smoky quartz (50 gp).
Osah Silence, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She wears her white hair down. This silver eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: Osah was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. After a long history of fighting, Osah and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Smokesticks.
Stacee Brightmoon, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and is wearing a long, white cloak. Her chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her eyes are brown and catlike.
Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Stacee reached her early adolescence her Halfling mother 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. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc
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 |
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Cloud Of Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged woman, she does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it, and is pretty ugly. She has orange fur. Her eyes are blue.
Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Born in the north to a Brewer, Cloud learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Brewer.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
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