Seebo Beren, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise amber.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: Born to a Spice Merchant, his father struggled to pay the bills. When Seebo reached his early adolescence his Gnome father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. After a long history of fighting, Seebo and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 900 sp.
Traubon Caebrek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a great chef.
History: Traubon hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Weaver.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 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 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Azdûsh Ogden, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'1" and has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Azdûsh took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Infernal
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
Randal Whitby, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear flannel. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Randal reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Undercommon, Halfling, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Mijira Raghthroknaar, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender woman wears a simple black robe with blue stripes complete with hood. She keeps her long gold crest kept up in a rat tail. She has gleaming, smiling red eyes.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Mijira was born with her father's beautiful face. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has dedicated herself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers
Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Sard (20 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.
Aramil Goltorah, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 4'8" and muscular, this northern man usually wears his blue robe and has his ceremonial dagger always slung over his shoulder. He has a very tight haircut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 struck the Navigator job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 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: 140 gp.
Balam Agony, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears his purple hair down. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines silver.
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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants a kiss
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4 Tanglefoot bags.
Rimmon Dread, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a black tunic with grey highlights, and long violet pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Rimmon 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. Rimmon decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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 recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 21 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Aquan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp.
Justin Eathalena, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 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. Azurite (14 gp).
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