Antinua Withrethin, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears suspenders and tan workpants. Her shirt is grey, and she wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. She wears her brown hair down. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for her
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp).
Barakas Peace, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears baggy green pantaloons and a grey scarf. He carries with him a set of spears on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. 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 never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.
History: Barakas hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Barakas alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Revenge; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp. Smoky quartz (60 gp).
Makaria Shame, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. Her hair is silver and curly. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep white.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Makaria was born on a far northern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Bookbinder. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Makaria fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, 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 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Hrathy Barlow, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is in excellent shape and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She wears her golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Farmer born in the past three hundred years. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: Hrathy was raised in a hard working conservative environment. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Hrathy was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the brigands.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Farmer responsibilities is difficult.
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 20 (+5) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +7 / 1d4+5, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Myathethil Siannodel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. She has a long red ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.
Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs.
Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Terran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Trym Fulton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are amber and beady.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He takes great joy in being the best Weaver in town.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Nuraval Rakankrak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His red hair is long and unkept. 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 tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Nuraval and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Tiaathque Berevan, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she wears a worn and beaten armor. Her long golden hair reaches down to her waist. Her eyes are amber and catlike.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 59. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south; and to prove her worth to the world
Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +2
| 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). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Solomon Rodney, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a brown coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
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. 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 the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Military. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. Pink pearl (90 gp).
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