Gilthur Helcral, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tattered old clothes. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Cook. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Gilthur lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Gilthur was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Cook. He struck the Cook job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp).
Kava Tiammanthyllish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender woman wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. Her rusty crest is knotted and matted. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 59. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Aquan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Bathin Justice, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a husky man, who wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His blue hair is thinning but still full. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.
Personality: Bathin is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.
Lewis Spalding, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He wears long strands of amethyst and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a hunchback. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.
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. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: He got into the Map Maker business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Fisher, but he got bored and became a Map Maker. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: To be a Fisher again; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Rûkdûg Wentworth, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is red and very short. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 40 pp. 4 Antitoxin.
Azaki Xistsrith, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. He is physically well-built. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 pp.
Roland Jacobs, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This late middle aged man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times and is in decent physical shape. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His eyes are a pleasant green.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: Roland was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Human Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 13000 cp.
Helja Goldfinder, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she tends to wear a grey poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her white hair is thinning but still full. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: Helja was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Half-Elven companion (her 'brother'). When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: In love, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Lucan Othronus, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a black coat with brown slacks. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.
Personality: Lucan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. 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. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Extrovert, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +7 / 1d4+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
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