Antinua Jordan, Female Half-Elf [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 black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and her religion dominates her actions
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Azurite (11 gp).
Seere Tranquil, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She dresses like a well dressed Unemployed does. She carries with her a set of falchions on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. Her black hair is greasy and uncared for. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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's also a talented Ruler, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Unemployed responsibilities is difficult; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Golden pearl (40 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). White pearl (40 gp).
Orla Musgraben, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears dull tan sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed greataxe, just in case. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on her right hand. Her chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her eyes are gray and catlike.
Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Orla is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. Orla liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She bought a greataxe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Roywyn Quillsharpener, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears skinny pants and wears a tan and black robe with the hood down. Her red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Roywyn's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.
History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. She worked as a nervous Navigator and found it very stressful. She struck the Navigator job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is her passion; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Military, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 370 gp.
Clerebold Rylan, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'1". He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sai. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His ears are large.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Clerebold has worked very hard to control his curse. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: He is greedy; and an old rival family wants him found
Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Rangrim Hammerstone, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his brown hair up. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy
Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. 2 Smokesticks.
Drogo Bentley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.
History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Superior lock.
Dadalan Orexijandilin, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. His copper crest is thinning but still full. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Dadalan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Driindar Pfaphnyrennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged woman wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs and is in decent physical shape. Her scarlet crest is knotted and matted. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her red eyes.
Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.
History: Driindar was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic, Orc, Druidic
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1500 sp. Banded agate (12 gp). Golden pearl (70 gp). 4 Antitoxin.
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