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Nicor Mystery, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. A gifted student he started as a Interpreter, but he got bored and became a Stylist. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and balancing his hectic life and new stylist responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Stutters

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Nicor Mystery, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'4") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)12 (+1) 6 (-2)18 (+4) 11 (+0)18 (+4)
Skills Medicine +2, Perception +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan, Orc, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day14530000000

Possessions: 300 sp.


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Ethereal On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep pastel leather and dull red iron scale mail. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears his yellow fur up. His eyes are copper and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ethereal grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Ethereal abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Shoemaker for the past few years.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

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Ethereal On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)17 (+3) 16 (+3)10 (+0) 17 (+3)8 (-1)
Skills History +2, Investigation +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 80 gp.


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Kilvar Bofdann, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He is physically well-built. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Whispers

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Kilvar Bofdann, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)11 (+0) 14 (+2)11 (+0) 13 (+1)10 (+0)
Skills Medicine +3, Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1064

Possessions: 1900 sp. Jade (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Bilga Beitz, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her tied-back hair is auburn. She is baby faced.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bellfounder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south.

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

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Bilga Beitz, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'11") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)12 (+1) 12 (+1)12 (+1) 17 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Investigation +3, Survival +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 40 gp.


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Simon Tyndall, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, brown shirt, and green tie. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Simon was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Debt. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: French accent

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Simon Tyndall, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)12 (+1) 15 (+2)15 (+2) 8 (-1)14 (+2)
Skills Intimidation +4, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Auran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 400 sp.


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Traubon Ironfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Traubon is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Traubon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He tends to his Fisher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Hollow voice

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Traubon Ironfist, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 16 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)12 (+1) 19 (+4)8 (-1) 10 (+0)8 (-1)
Skills Intimidation +1, Medicine +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Eiravel Caerdonel, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Eiravel took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Raspy

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Eiravel Caerdonel, Male Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)14 (+2) 14 (+2)16 (+3) 10 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Insight +2, Intimidation +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Celestial, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136500000

Possessions: 200 gp. Rock crystal (30 gp).


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Ielenia Mellerelel, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This woman wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available she will default to her kukri, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She wears her auburn hair up. She has green eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. She found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She has dedicated herself to building a better village for her children.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Bonds: Religious, Attractive, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Mousy voice

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Ielenia Mellerelel, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
4 (-3)12 (+1) 8 (-1)14 (+2) 9 (-1)15 (+2)
Skills Acrobatics +3, Animal Handling +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Infernal
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Dayereth Tiltathana, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has golden hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Dayereth has worked very hard to control his curse. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new butcher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

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Dayereth Tiltathana, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'10") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)10 (+0) 11 (+0)9 (-1) 16 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Athletics +2, Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Bullseye lantern.


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