Nemeia Hope, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman prefers to wear green clothing when she does not wear armor, and a wedding ring on her left hand. She keeps her long dark red hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nemeia grew up listening to her father's many stories. Nemeia 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. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by goblins. Nemeia was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the goblins.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Impulsive, Shy. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 4 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Banded mail.
Brottor Durthane, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a brown shirt with thin green vertical stripes and brown pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'11" when asserting himself. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are amber and catlike.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Brottor was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and doesn't want to be a baker and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 17000 cp. Malachite (6 gp). Moss agate (6 gp).
Makaria Haunted, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a worn and beaten armor. Her black hair is unkempt and raggedy. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines red.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She has all her life been fascinated with painting.
History: She was born in the west. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
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 | 9 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Norman Lepus, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with violet colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are green.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: Norman was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and revenge
Flaws: Greedy, Shy. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
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: Just what you see.
Chem Fluke, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He takes great joy in being the best Sage in town.
History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, Orc
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: 40 pp.
Taklinn Frostbeard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Taklinn was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a mortician and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.
Lamlis Floshem, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 4'7", this man wears long strands of aquamarine and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: Lamlis was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.
Ideals: Optimist, Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, 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 | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Simple lock.
River Plume, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her fur is white, silky, and of moderate length. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.
Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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: She's looking for her big break.
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp. Malachite (8 gp).
Riardon Liadon, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple blue robe with brown stripes complete with hood. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When Riardon reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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. Riardon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
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