Aline Devore, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She wears her brown hair up. Her green eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: She is a Chromatic Dragon in disguise. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is her passion.
Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Server
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Tomph Staurheim, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She is wearing a long, black cloak. Her golden hair is thinning but still full. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.
History: She got into the Unemployed business at a young age. Tomph was born on a far northern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Unemployed. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Moss agate (7 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Amber (150 gp).
Egelina Astley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a brown tunic with green highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has done her best to style her auburn hair to look like a famous performer. Her green eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Navigator work with an outfit from a few towns over. Navigator work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Navigator.
Motivation: She wants to get laid; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal, Druidic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, 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: 600 sp. Onyx (30 gp). 1 Breastplate.
Drifting In the Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: 5'7" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her gray fur 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 yellow eyes.
Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 16 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Quelenna Ariessus, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A 4'9" eastern woman, she is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She keeps her red hair in a flapper bob. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are hazel.
Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Flaws: Emotional, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 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: 140 gp.
Harvest Hummingbird, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. Her brown fur is greasy and uncared for. Her copper eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Harvest was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp.
Alice Fasharash, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright yellow and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. She carries a battered rapier and tarnished pickaxe as well. She wears her red hair up. Her fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.
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. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Alice has worked very hard to control her curse. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and to pay off her debts
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 6
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 3 (-4) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Auran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged -2 / 1d4-4, Grapple -2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).
Shava Suithrasas, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 4'7". She wears dull blue sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed nunchaku, just in case. Her hair is long and red with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small blue clips. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.
History: She was born in a small mountains village. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She has never given up on her poetry dream.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Pijjirik Skaarzborroosh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 6'7" and wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His red crest is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: Pijjirik was born with his mother's beautiful face. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Silver pearl (140 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 8 Acid flasks.
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