Quarethon Mystan, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His long copper crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His red eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the north were limited. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new animal trainer responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Druidic
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Ahinar Lathalas, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she is dressed in an above average manner. Her hair is silver and curly. Her eyes are violet and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. 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 was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A freak accident while working with her Fletcher father left her crippled. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: To end her boredom; and many gnolls want her driven away
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Clerebold Klein, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is harsh and unforgiving.
History: Clerebold 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mason hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. After a long history of fighting, Clerebold and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Gnoll, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Everburning torch.
Percival Tealeaf, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His auburn hair is still thick. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: Percival was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. After coming to the age of reason, Percival took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Yevelda Hackney, Female Half-Orc [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 long golden hair reaches down to her waist. She has hazel eyes and a white hat with a tan feather.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is a great chef.
History: She was born in the west. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her druidic talents. 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. Yevelda fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 3 (-4) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 6 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Left-Handed In the Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her gray fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: 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. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Left-Handed was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 180 gp.
Thorpe Greenbottle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tattered old clothes. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids.
Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome, Ignan, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.
Vezera Lhamboldennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'4" when asserting herself. Her bronze crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. Her red eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Vezera grew up listening to her father's many stories. Her first spouse was a Scribe, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. 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: She's in love; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Harvest Blossom, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her yellow fur, when down, is lengthy. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Crown-heir. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
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