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Galinndan Firahel, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 5'0", this man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has no hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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Galinndan Firahel, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'0") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)14 (+2) 13 (+1)10 (+0) 18 (+4)14 (+2)
Skills History +2, Investigation +2
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 3000 cp.


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Seven In the Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She stands about 6'5" and is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her yellow fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her yellow eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Seven grew up listening to her father's many stories. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Smoker's lung

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Seven In the Wind, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)13 (+1) 12 (+1)14 (+2) 11 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills Medicine +2, Persuasion +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Banded mail.


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Trail Mirror, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: An older man who is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and pastel handkerchief worn on his left side, he is not a threatening figure. He has done his best to style his beige fur to look like a famous performer. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Whispers

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Trail Mirror, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)15 (+2) 11 (+0)16 (+3) 12 (+1)18 (+4)
Skills Nature +5, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan, Giant, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 70 gp.


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Hlin Broodfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a brown and black robe with the hood down. She carries with her a set of maces on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. She wears a colorful flower in her chestnut hair. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. 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. Hlin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

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Hlin Broodfist, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 3
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)13 (+1) 15 (+2)15 (+2) 10 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Medicine +2, Perception +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12650000

Possessions: 200 gp.


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Ombul Appleblossom, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He has the majority of his body covered in plate, marred by chocolates. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Ombul was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dyer.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Slow speaker

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Ombul Appleblossom, Male Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (3'3") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)8 (-1) 12 (+1)12 (+1) 15 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills History +3, Stealth +1
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.


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Orryn Pilwicken, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a blue collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. The war was a terrible time for him, and Orryn does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. 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 was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Attractive. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Nasally tone

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Orryn Pilwicken, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'8") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)9 (-1) 16 (+3)14 (+2) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Arcana +4, Stealth +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Orc, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 1000 cp.


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Dreali Sylvaranth, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Stylist. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dreali grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Dreali was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Russian accent

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Dreali Sylvaranth, Male Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)17 (+3) 12 (+1)10 (+0) 9 (-1)14 (+2)
Skills Arcana +2, Performance +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 2100 sp.


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Shautha Shelly, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She hates brigands. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was born in a small desert village. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Shautha has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

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Shautha Shelly, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)8 (-1) 12 (+1)5 (-3) 16 (+3)10 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +5, Stealth +1
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day7

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Banded mail.


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Qemuel Open, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His purple hair is long and unkept. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Qemuel took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He 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 he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Irish accent

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Qemuel Open, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'8") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)11 (+0) 14 (+2)11 (+0) 11 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Insight +2, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1065

Possessions: 100 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp).


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