Paelias Arnuanna, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears skinny pants and wears a tan and blue robe with the hood down. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: Paelias was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1600 sp. Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp).
Pallabar Munggen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Pallabar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Aquan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1700 sp.
Skûn Norton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 5'11" and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: He was born in the west. Skûn was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Detective. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Expand his business.
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Rangrim Burrowfound, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a grey shirt with thin white vertical stripes and black pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Rangrim liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant, Ignan
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 |
Possessions: 90 gp. 2 Smokesticks.
Olgoth Carlton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has moderate length silver hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Orc, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp. Jade (110 gp).
Dustin Everly, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a very tight haircut. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. 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: Dustin 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. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He struck the Miller job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Debt, Job. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Jezebeth Cacophony, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. She has dyed her greying dark red hair a little too much giving a sharp dark red color. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.
History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father 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 has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: To end her boredom.
Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, In love. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Undercommon, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Armara Prudence, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'11" when asserting herself. Her hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Her gold eyes peer out from beneath her small green hat.
Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: She was born in a small mountains village. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and wants to raise her children well
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 270 gp.
Nadarr Mystan, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with pastel slacks. His crest, while still mostly brass, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. During his travels, Nadarr and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Nadarr discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Nadarr fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Solid gold idol (300 gp).
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