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Ulblyn Wiseacre, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. His tied-back hair is black. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed white hat.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Armorer and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low and grunting

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Ulblyn Wiseacre, Male Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (3'2") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)16 (+3) 12 (+1)9 (-1) 16 (+3)9 (-1)
Skills Insight +5, Survival +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 700 sp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp).


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Drusilia Wasanthi, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She prefers to wear violet clothing when she does not wear armor. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her first spouse was a Bowyer, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: To unite with her brother.

Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Family, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

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Drusilia Wasanthi, Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)11 (+0) 12 (+1)8 (-1) 10 (+0)17 (+3)
Skills Animal Handling +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 1900 sp.


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Mardred Bigtoe, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This woman wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She has wavy silver hair. Her gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Mardred was born with her father's beautiful face. At some point she was captured by giants and was tortured. After several years of this she finally managed to escape. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by giants. Mardred was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Many giants want her driven away; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sounds elderly

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Mardred Bigtoe, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)17 (+3) 14 (+2)10 (+0) 7 (-2)12 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +5
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 40 gp. Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Jade (40 gp).


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Hethress Ebynichtomonis, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her brass crest is knotted and matted. Her gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Hethress speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. The war was a terrible time for her, and Hethress does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When Hethress reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

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Hethress Ebynichtomonis, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)13 (+1) 8 (-1)11 (+0) 16 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills Athletics +3, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Fabien Nucklestamp, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He stands about 3'3" and wears dark leathers with embroidery. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is baby faced.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Ploughman.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

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Fabien Nucklestamp, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'3") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)10 (+0) 19 (+4)9 (-1) 18 (+4)11 (+0)
Skills Intimidation +2, Investigation +1
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 160 gp.


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Hrathy Prescott, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. She wears white painted combat armor at almost all times, marred by chocolates. Her hair is red and very short. She is baby faced.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: Hrathy was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Switch between two voices

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Hrathy Prescott, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'9") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)12 (+1) 15 (+2)8 (-1) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +2, Investigation +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Superior lock.


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Hadwisa Lincoln, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She likes to wear grey tank tops with violet skirt. She carries with her a set of glaives on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. Her blonde hair is wavy and long. Her eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Scratchy, weak

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Hadwisa Lincoln, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'11") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)13 (+1) 10 (+0)15 (+2) 6 (-2)10 (+0)
Skills Arcana +4, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Draconic, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 200 sp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.


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Kyle Toti, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a violet coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He has no hair. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Creaky witch voice

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Kyle Toti, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)12 (+1) 13 (+1)10 (+0) 12 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +3, Animal Handling +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Sybil Haley, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: This late middle aged woman likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants and is in decent physical shape. Her chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tiefling culture. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: Sybil was born with her father's beautiful face. 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. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Attractive, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

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Sybil Haley, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'1") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)6 (-2) 9 (-1)5 (-3) 14 (+2)7 (-2)
Skills Deception +0, Performance +0
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day7

Possessions: 6000 cp.


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