Ahvain Othronus, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, marred by beers. He wears his red hair down. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
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 fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.
Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and wants to raise his children well
Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Modean Felicity, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His red hair is singed and shortened. His black eyes are slightly larger than normal.
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 invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: Modean was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has achieved small success as a Fletcher.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran, Ignan, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Ridaro Floshem, Female Elf [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 prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.
History: She was born into a rich family. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Map Maker.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 12000 cp.
Medrash Pfaphnyrennish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 6'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and red, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He sports a flattop crest cut. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Medrash does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Deep green spinel (110 gp).
Myria Whispermouse, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her head has been shaved. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her feathered white hat.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.
History: The child of a Cook, who enjoyed hunting, Myria was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Myria took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sai and armor she uses now. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Red garnet (80 gp). Azurite (9 gp).
Wymar Upton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Armorer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Tailor, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: To be a Armorer again; and to unite with his brother
Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Family, Job. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Emen Kimberly, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Spice Merchant. Her silver hair is matted, messy, and big. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.
History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has achieved small success as a Spice Merchant.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Military, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Gunter Ilphelkiir, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This dark-skinned male wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is very pretty but has cold, dead 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 frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When Gunter reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions
Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. Red garnet (130 gp). 1 Everburning torch.
Kilvar Rakankrak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has moderate length chestnut hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: Kilvar hails from a village terrorized by giants. Kilvar 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 has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Human compassion; and to reunite with his old friends
Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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