Ûshbaka Vance, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An older man who wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are a pleasant gray.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Ruler born in the past three hundred years. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ruler responsibilities is difficult.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Traki Staurheim, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This northern man wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His clothes are grease stained in places. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
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. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.
Medrash Daardendrian, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his scarlet crest in a pixie cut. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. 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, Medrash is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was born in the east. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Medrash 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 Medrash. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.
Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Chrysoberyl (70 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.
Eldeth Stoutale, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. Her golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Healer
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 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: 3000 cp.
Travok Ironfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. 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 with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants his loneliness to end
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 240 gp.
Symma Munggen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. She has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is harsh and unforgiving.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. A freak accident while working with her Detective father left her crippled. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and she desires to right it; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: 600 sp. Rose (60 gp).
Hadarai Horineth, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 5'1" and wears just a blue suit. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Masseuse but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: He was raised in a desert tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Disciplined, Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Orc, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Raiann Mohradyllion, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. Her crest is bronze and curly. 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 has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Raiann was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Raiann decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Baker they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Farmer, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and doesn't want to be a farmer and was forced into it by her family
Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Shax Revulsion, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished nunchaku as well. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length brown hair. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Shax speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-brother.
History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp).
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