Mary Aloro, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing right arm. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She has moderate length brown hair. 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 trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. 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: Born to a Guard, her father struggled to pay the bills. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She's also a talented Guard, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: To be a Guard again; and meet up once more with her childhood friend
Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Chain shirt.
Heather Shelly, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. With bright golden hair. Her eyes are hazel.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Heather grew up listening to her father's many stories. As a very small child her family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. Her mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect her and cast a teleportation spell that whisked her away. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found.
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Akra Bhenkumbyrznaax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a simple black robe with green stripes complete with hood. Her long bronze crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. A gifted student she started as a Painter, but she got bored and became a Server. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Server.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Server
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 10 pp.
Havilar Verthisathurgiesh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She keeps her red crest in a flapper bob. Her gold eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. A true patriot, Havilar would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Havilar was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Havilar's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and to reunite with her absent mother
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Dagger Of Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is in excellent shape and wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. Her white fur is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She is obsessed with her god.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by drow. Dagger was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the drow.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Elizabeth Reid, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender woman wears tattered old clothes. She wears her chestnut hair down. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
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. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.
History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Her parents were killed by giants in a raid when she was still a young child. The giants captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.
Motivation: To unite with her brother.
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Infernal, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (100 gp).
Mardnab Albaratie, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears dull blue sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed club, just in case. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly clubs and scythes. Her black hair is smooth and relatively long. She has hazel eyes.
Personality: Mardnab hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her poetry career. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. A gifted student she started as a Sage, but she got bored and became a Scribe. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, 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: 70 gp.
Uraim Caebrek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is short and chestnut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: Uraim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: Expand his business.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 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 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Guy Rylan, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. He carries with him a set of shortbows on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Guy is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Guy hails from a village terrorized by brigands. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Guy alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin, Infernal
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.
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