Ulla Garrick, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her hair is long and auburn with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small tan clips. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: Ulla wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 240 gp.
Right-Handed Of Ale, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. Her yellow fur is thinning but still full. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines copper.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: The child of a Cook, who enjoyed hunting, Right-Handed was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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 has achieved small success as a Knight.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Knight
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Banded agate (9 gp). Amber (50 gp). 1 Small steel mirror.
Reirak Ironfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: Reirak is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 320 gp.
Hecat Benevolence, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. She wears her brown hair up. Her half smiles and black eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: Hecat is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: Hecat hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Hecat took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up whip and armor she uses now. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She is greedy.
Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Rich, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, Aquan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 280 gp.
Agatha Charlton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has a hunchback. Her hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.
History: Agatha hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Agatha was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the brigands.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Ildrex Pyraxtallinost, Male Dragonborn [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 entirely green suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has moderate length bronze crest. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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: Ildrex lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran, Giant
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 pp.
Rhogar Hshhsstoroth, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears baggy green pantaloons and a brown scarf. He keeps his brass crest in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
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. A true patriot, Rhogar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: Rhogar was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Rhogar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He struck the Laborer job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Undercommon, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Red-brown spinel (130 gp).
Henry Kitchur, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are blue and beady.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Waywocket Welber, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 3'2". She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her white hair is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are brown and catlike.
Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Tourmaline (160 gp).
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