Merihim Righteous, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is typically in his Dyer uniform. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is blue and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 260 gp.
Anselm Ofandrus, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.
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. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Anselm was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Tharivol Holland, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a husky man, who wears long strands of amber and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has shaved his head bald. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Detective, but he was a colossal failure. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Snagog Middleton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He wears dull black sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed axe, just in case. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is lengthy. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Snagog was born the youngest of three triplets. 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Undercommon, Druidic
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp. 4 Antitoxin.
Ronobe Severity, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. Her black eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end her boredom
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Quarethon Wystongjiir, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 6'4". He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His bronze crest is braided into rings. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Quarethon alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Silver pearl (80 gp). 1 Simple lock.
Findex Ghaallixirn, Female Dragonborn [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 wears a green armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. She has gold crest. Her eyes are likewise gold. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She is a great chef.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. After coming to the age of reason, Findex took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.
Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 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: 500 sp. Sard (30 gp).
Pogranix Jharthraxyn, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. Her crest is short and red. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. In her 13th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She became a Server soon after.
Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Server
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Red-brown spinel (160 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Sun Fang, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His red fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
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 loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Sun grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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