Chem Wary, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears professional attire. His hair is dark red and curly. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson black hat.
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. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Aquan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, 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 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Aasathra Ebynichtomonis, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a black tunic with brown highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her longsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. Her gold crest is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. 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: Wants to work out more often; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Persistence, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Jocelyn Kimberly, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a simple grey robe with blue stripes complete with hood. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
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. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Jocelyn has worked very hard to control his curse. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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4 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Torinn Esstyrlynn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His long green crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
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 disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Torinn grew up listening to his father's many stories. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Torinn's homeland. Torinn decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. During his travels, Torinn and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Torinn discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Torinn fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
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: 120 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).
Abad Ecstasy, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a spear on his belt. He sports a flattop hair cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.
Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Bree Underbough, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tattered old clothes. She carries with her a set of hand crossbows on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. Her black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: Bree is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. 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. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 340 gp.
Unvera Shadowcloak, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She tends to wear a tan poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She sports chestnut long hair. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Unvera isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. She receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Unvera has worked very hard to control her curse. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 22 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven, Goblin, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Hugh Holimion, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 5'2" and muscular, this southern man is well dressed, constantly wearing a yellow suit, white shirt, and black tie. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 8. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Hugh has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 pp.
Arara Berevan, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. Her blonde hair is long and unkept. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She is mildly Elf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Arara grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Arara. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, 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: Just what you see.
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