Emeny Harper, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her white hair is long and unkept. 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 has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her druidic talents. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Emeny fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Disease. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Infernal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).
Ridaro Suithrasas, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A 5'5" eastern woman, she wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. Her blonde hair is knotted and matted. She has violet eyes and a violet hat with a black feather.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by illithids. Ridaro was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the illithids.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and many illithids want her driven away
Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.
Eva Barclay, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. Her hair is blonde and very short. She has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.
Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Eva was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 130 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Holy water.
Artin Silveraxe, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and usually wears her grey robe and has her morningstar always slung over her shoulder. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: This woman loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: She wants to get laid.
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Lazy. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 sp. Silver pearl (120 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Naivara Floshem, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. Her hair is long and white with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small blue clips. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Naivara isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Naivara grew up listening to her father's many stories. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. In the meantime she has taken over work as a Servant and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: To be a Doctor again; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Nadarr Nemmonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He keeps his long gold crest kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Balimaar Wharton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. He has gray eyes and a brown hat with a tan feather.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 4. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Balimaar has worked very hard to control his curse. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom
Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1600 sp.
Dee Reedfellow, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. Her silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her eyes are violet and beady.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: She was born in the south. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Tricking Of Spirit, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her yellow fur is greasy and uncared for. Her copper eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She works hard and plays hard.
History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, 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: 370 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
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