Quillathe Amastacia, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing, and carries pickaxes. Her hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small blue clips. She has brown eyes and a blue hat with a green feather.
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 feeds upon the attention of others.
History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quillathe fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 0 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 2 (-4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp. Brown-green garnet (100 gp). 1 Chain shirt.
Whurdred Durthane, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is in excellent shape and wears a fancy grey dress. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She hates Dwarves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Whurdred abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is her passion; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Hourglass.
Berrian Caerdonel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His black hair is braided into rings. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Berrian was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Expand his business; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).
Myathethil Sylvaranth, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A 5'0" northern woman, she wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. With wild silver hair. Her green eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. The war was a terrible time for her, and Myathethil does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Bellfounder work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bellfounder work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She now owns her own business.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Jet (140 gp).
Pallabar Wildwander, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A 3'6" western man, he wears a simple blue robe with white stripes complete with hood. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Pallabar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Through the years after Pallabar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Pallabar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He's in love; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Server
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 6 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.
Fargas Porridgepot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and balancing his hectic life and new engraver responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal
Attacks Melee +1 / 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 |
Possessions: 700 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).
Fallond Caebrek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears his white hair up. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Fallond embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. A friendly and beautiful Dwarf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to get a good night's sleep
Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). 1 Good lock.
Oskar Helcral, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Oskar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 8000 cp.
Shadow Of Spirit, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Her gray fur is braided into rings. She has blue eyes and a brown hat with a pastel feather.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.
History: Shadow was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. She's also a talented Unemployed, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
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 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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