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Vonana Bofdann, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She is dressed in an above average manner, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 3'10" when asserting herself. Her black hair is cut short. 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 likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born to a Marshal, her father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Sellsword hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove her worth to the world

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Soft and mumbly

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Vonana Bofdann, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 3
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 22 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)14 (+2) 18 (+4)10 (+0) 14 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills Athletics +2, Nature +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Boddynock Pingun, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull green iron scale mail. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

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. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Farmer accent

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Boddynock Pingun, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'8") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)12 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 11 (+0)16 (+3)
Skills Insight +2, Performance +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 20 gp.


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Arannis Xistsrith, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, marred by chocolates. He wears his golden hair down. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

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Arannis Xistsrith, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)13 (+1) 5 (-3)15 (+2) 9 (-1)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +3, Survival +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 1000 cp. Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).


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Reirak Brazzik, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a brown Stetson hat and brown clothes. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

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. 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 Mayor. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

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Reirak Brazzik, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)12 (+1) 10 (+0)9 (-1) 9 (-1)11 (+0)
Skills Arcana +1, Investigation +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 2000 cp.


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Uadjit Kimbatuul, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This woman wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She keeps her white crest in a pixie cut. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

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Uadjit Kimbatuul, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)9 (-1) 12 (+1)12 (+1) 13 (+1)17 (+3)
Skills Intimidation +5, Performance +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11650

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Percival Stratford, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Slave Trader arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Can't modulate volume

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Percival Stratford, Male Human Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'8") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)8 (-1) 11 (+0)8 (-1) 14 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +1, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate.


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Drifting Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length black fur. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Switch between two voices

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Drifting Of Claws, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)11 (+0) 8 (-1)12 (+1) 11 (+0)15 (+2)
Skills Medicine +2, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 400 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).


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Nicor Righteous, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His dark red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Nicor was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to protect his home

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

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Nicor Righteous, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)8 (-1) 10 (+0)10 (+0) 8 (-1)14 (+2)
Skills Investigation +2, Performance +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Banded mail.


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Flame Of World, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a worn and beaten armor, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears his beige fur down. He has gleaming, smiling yellow eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Flame was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Flame's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Flame and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Slave. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

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Flame Of World, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)16 (+3) 10 (+0)14 (+2) 11 (+0)15 (+2)
Skills Acrobatics +5, History +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 200 gp.


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