Gaaki Yeardley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a black collared shirt and yellow skirt. She accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: She is a Succubi in disguise. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the west were limited. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Serpent Mirror, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His cinnamon fur is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and balancing his hectic life and new bellfounder responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Bidreked Kerrhylon, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Standing 6'8", this man wears just a green suit. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Bidreked has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease, Shy. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Shava Ilphelkiir, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She is physically well-built. Her chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her skin is flawless and her violet eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Shava is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Terran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Sard (20 gp).
Bilbron Scheppen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: Bilbron hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Bilbron grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Bilbron was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Apothecary. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Sard (50 gp).
Gorbundus Ghaallixirn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a green shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His blue crest is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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: Gorbundus was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 west. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break.
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 3 (-4) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 6 |
Possessions: 700 sp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). 2 Thunderstones.
Cressel Despair, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears bulky green painted plate armor. He keeps his long purple hair kept up in a rat tail. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 9000 cp.
Balimaar Waite, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has moderate length brown hair. He is baby faced.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Balimaar will drive conversation. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When Balimaar 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 saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Eva Reid, Female Human [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 has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her white robe. Her golden hair is knotted and matted. Her eyes are likewise green. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Eva took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor she uses now. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and expand her business
Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
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