Syllin Ilphelkiir, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who is typically in her Mason uniform. Sporting a blonde mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.
History: She was born into a rich family. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now owns her own business.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Paelias Ethanasath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is wearing a long, blue cloak. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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. Coral (90 gp).
Vadania Fahrend, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This western woman wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her shortspear with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She has a long black ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and regain custody of her son
Ideals: Optimist, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Deep green spinel (50 gp).
Maegan Elderberry, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She takes great joy in being the best Masseuse in town.
History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Maegan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up axe and armor she uses now. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Masseuse for hire.
Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 260 gp.
Silent Mist, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This southern woman wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She keeps her white fur in a pixie cut. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scythe.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome
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: 70 gp.
Fragrant Treat, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears an entirely brown suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her fur is white and curly. Her eyes are green and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing music.
History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. She has never given up on her music dream.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan, Ignan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Red spinel (130 gp).
Anakis Mute, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 5'8" and wears a simple green robe with black stripes complete with hood. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her hair is dark red and curly. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Anakis and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect her home
Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Military. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged -1 / 1d6-3, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp. Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp).
Sariel Suithrasas, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered red stockings. Her chestnut hair is lengthy. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: This woman loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.
History: Sariel was born with her father's beautiful face. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Sariel took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor she uses now. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: To reunite with her absent father.
Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Helen Winterbourne, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is in excellent shape and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her tied-back hair is white. She has violet eyes and a grey hat with a tan feather.
Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: Helen was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Helen was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp. Chalcedony (20 gp).
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