Kyle Stauffer, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat. He wears his chestnut hair down. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: Born in the south to a Dilettante, Kyle learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He tends to his Dilettante job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp. 8 Acid flasks.
Hadarai Fasharash, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man usually wears his tan robe and has his hammer always slung over his shoulder. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise hazel.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: The child of a Marshal, who enjoyed hunting, Hadarai was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Marshal. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he has a crush on the local marshal
Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Mehen Bhenkumbyrznaax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His rusty crest is matted, messy, and big. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Varis Koehlanna, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a blue tunic with brown highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are blue and beady.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Being a Unemployed kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and regain custody of his daughter
Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Slave, Family, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 pp. Iolite (20 gp).
Luthra Horcusporcus, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: An older woman who wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, she is not a threatening figure. Her silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Luthra was born with her father's beautiful face. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it
Ideals: Justice, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (120 gp).
Kali Wit, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her club with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She keeps her blue hair in a pixie cut. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.
History: A powerful wizard made her what she is. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered east to less war torn lands. 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: She wants revenge against giants; and wants a kiss
Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Terran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Kite Of Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'3" when asserting himself. His orange fur is unkempt and raggedy. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Kite was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Server. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Server
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Ronobe Murder, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her silver eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Ronobe is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Druidic, Terran, Gnoll, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Fistula Livingstone, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who wears dull black sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed shield, just in case. Her hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
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 invites people to come help in her community garden.
History: Fistula was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Undercommon, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp). Coral (140 gp).
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