Griselda Presley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her white hair is singed and shortened. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Trynnicus Fharngnarthnost, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 6'4", this man wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His crest, while still mostly bronze, has prominent grey streaks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.
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 fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother 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: Doesn't want to be a Sellsword and was forced into it by his family; and he feels threatened by others
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Harvest Moon, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and is dressed in an above average manner. Her lavender fur is thinning but still full. Her blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: Regain custody of her son.
Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp). 1 Hourglass.
Naeris Meliamne, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a blue coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His blonde hair is still thick. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Falkrunn Durthane, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A 3'11" western woman, she has the majority of her body covered in plate. She has shaved her head bald. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She plays an instrument quite well.
History: Falkrunn was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Sailor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. 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. Falkrunn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Blendaeth Kimbatuul, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on her left hand. Her bronze crest is thinning but still full. Her red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Blendaeth enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the south. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her arcane talents. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant, Celestial, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Erdan Mystralath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 5'2", this man wears a tan shirt, with a yellow mid length shorts with yellow tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has worked as a Mercenary like his mother before him.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Akmen Poetry, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He has gold eyes.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Akmen embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. A true patriot, Akmen would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and retire the richest man in the south
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp. Old masterpiece painting (400 gp).
Direcris Zzzxaaxthroth, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears an entirely green suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has dyed his greying silver crest a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Direcris has worked very hard to control his curse. After a long history of fighting, Direcris and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 4 (-3) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 320 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (70 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).
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