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Trynnicus Xephyrbahnor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He is physically well-built. His scarlet crest is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are red.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Trynnicus was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the west were limited. He tends to his Beggar job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: High pitched and raspy

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Trynnicus Xephyrbahnor, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)8 (-1) 17 (+3)15 (+2) 8 (-1)10 (+0)
Skills Deception +2, Persuasion +2
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.


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Drogo Woods, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: This man dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is short and chestnut. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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 wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is greedy; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Dutch accent

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Drogo Woods, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'1") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)9 (-1) 15 (+2)13 (+1) 9 (-1)8 (-1)
Skills Arcana +3, Athletics +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 20 pp. Silver pearl (130 gp). 1 Smokesticks.


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Fragrant Of Ivory, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 6'1", this woman tends to wear a large pastel jacket. She has no fur. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Junk Dealer. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Fragrant was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Job, Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Rolls R's

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Fragrant Of Ivory, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 4
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 21 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)9 (-1) 16 (+3)16 (+3) 17 (+3)10 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +1, Insight +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic, Goblin, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136630000

Possessions: 24000 sp.


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Gaaki Tatum, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This eastern woman wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her morningstar with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She keeps her silver hair in a pixie cut. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Soft and melodious

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Gaaki Tatum, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +3, Deception +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 1 Everburning torch.


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Shag Westbrook, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has no hair. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: The child of a Courier, who enjoyed hunting, Shag was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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 uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

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Shag Westbrook, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'8") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)16 (+3) 14 (+2)6 (-2) 15 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Athletics +2, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 1200 sp.


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Trey Myerscough, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. He is physically well-built. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

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. 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 east. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Trey Myerscough, Male Human Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'4") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)9 (-1) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 13 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +1, Intimidation +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 290 gp. Carnelian (80 gp).


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Abalaba Cobblelob, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a tan tunic with yellow highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She has gray eyes and a tan hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Abalaba isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: To unite with her sister; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

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Abalaba Cobblelob, Female Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)11 (+0) 12 (+1)17 (+3) 17 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Intimidation +3, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven, Sylvan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Nala Wivvyrholdalphiax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her crest is red and curly. Her eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She is a great chef.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nala fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Passionate, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Whispers

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Nala Wivvyrholdalphiax, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)12 (+1) 12 (+1)11 (+0) 18 (+4)11 (+0)
Skills History +2, Survival +6
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1064

Possessions: Smoky quartz (20 gp). Amber (50 gp). 1 Breastplate.


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Virra Fiddlefen, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Gnomes.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has a crush on the local guard

Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Slow speaker

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Virra Fiddlefen, Female Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)16 (+3) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 14 (+2)16 (+3)
Skills Athletics +3, History +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 700 sp.


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