Theirastra Wallace, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She likes to wear violet tank tops with blue skirt. Her golden hair is long and unkept. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During her travels, Theirastra and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Theirastra discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Theirastra fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Rimmon Strength, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Rimmon 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. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Odorr Wedgwood, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker white hat.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Odorr lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. One day when Odorr was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Odorr was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Carter and was forced into it by his family; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Chrysoberyl (80 gp).
Ella Woods, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has no hair. She has blue eyes and a yellow hat with a grey feather.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: She is a Yochlol in disguise. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Ella took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor she uses now. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 pp. Azurite (6 gp).
Olunt Glanhig, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 4'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He has wavy blonde hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. A true patriot, Olunt would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bowyer. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Religious, Job. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Carlin Oomtrowl, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a tan shirt, with a red mid length skirt with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Carlin abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, Terran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, 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: 70 gp.
Diggory Iranapha, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 4'9" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is dressed in an above average manner. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Shepherd. He has achieved small success as a Shepherd.
Motivation: To be a Healer again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. Brown-green garnet (100 gp). 1 Chain shirt.
Right-Handed Of Spirit, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Elven compassion.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Thradal Daraln, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a simple grey robe with white stripes complete with hood. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Thradal speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: He comes from a rich western family. Through the years after Thradal was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Thradal's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 15 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 20 (+5) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 310 gp.
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