Brottor Torunn, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A plain young-adult man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. He has violet eyes.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: Brottor was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: To be a Stableman again; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Opinionated, Entrepeneur, Logical. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Thomas Paxton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Born in the south to a Miller, Thomas learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Sellsword, but he got bored and became a Miller. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he seems to be bored by most things
Flaws: Fearful, Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Qemuel Scorn, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. His dark red hair is knotted and matted. His silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Harbek Foamtankard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his axe. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Tailor business.
History: Harbek was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Tailor responsibilities is difficult; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Tourmaline (160 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp).
Reynard Riley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A middle-aged man, he likes to wear grey tank tops with violet pants, and is pretty ugly. He has wavy black hair. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: He was born at the edge of vast island. He was taken from his home at a very young age. After a long history of fighting, Reynard and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Servant and was forced into it by his family; and to end his boredom
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
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: 110 gp.
Bucklal Goodbarrel, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
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 long red hair reaches down to his waist. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is a Slave Trader first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is an amazing painter.
History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He's also a talented Priest, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: To be a Priest again.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Moonstone (80 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp).
Shax Flight, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She usually wears her green robe and has her rapier always slung over her shoulder. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length brown hair. Her red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
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. In her 14th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and 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
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: Just what you see.
Oolah Eastoft, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears baggy black pantaloons and a white scarf. She has no hair. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. 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: She was born in a small island village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Oolah took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor she uses now. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Celestial
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 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Rangrim Trueblood, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His golden hair is braided into rings. 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 hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: Rangrim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Insomniac, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 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: 150 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.
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