Theriatis Siannodel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his white hair down. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Theriatis has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Aquan, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Tarhun Phrahdrandon, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His gold crest is singed and shortened. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Emma Suithrasas, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants. She is portly but not overly obese. She has wavy golden hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She is a Junk Dealer first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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 to a pair of adventurers, Emma grew up listening to her father's many stories. She worked as a nervous Junk Dealer and found it very stressful. During her travels, Emma and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Emma discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Emma fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.
Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and balancing her hectic life and new junk dealer responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. Moss agate (7 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Aline Axton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She keeps her silver hair in a flapper bob. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady green eyes.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. 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: She was born on a small isolated farm. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp).
Dayereth Aloro, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 5'3". He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. He has shaved his head bald. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He enjoys reading and quiet.
History: Dayereth hails from a village terrorized by goblins. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Dayereth alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Justice, Logical. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Rich. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Gnoll, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Cairn Revile, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his white eyes.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Born to a Bowyer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Sylvan, Infernal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 220 gp.
Helen Tickle, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. She is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering her clean studded leather, marred by chocolates. Her tied-back hair is brown. Her eyes are likewise brown.
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 very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.
History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Fallond Graybeard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a brown collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, marred by chocolates. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: He got into the Unemployed business at a young age. 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 Unemployed. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran, 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.
Bhevek Strongbones, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Bhevek was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Barber. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is greedy
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: 30 gp.
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