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Kelter Tealeaf, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: This tall, slender man tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He takes great joy in being the best Body Guard in town.

History: Kelter 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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with a cold

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Kelter Tealeaf, Male Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)15 (+2) 12 (+1)12 (+1) 8 (-1)11 (+0)
Skills Athletics +2, Insight +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 350 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).


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Therai Art, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears professional attire. His hair is silver and curly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Therai isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Old thin voice

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Therai Art, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)11 (+0) 10 (+0)12 (+1) 18 (+4)16 (+3)
Skills Deception +5, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 280 gp.


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Diggory Callan, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear violet clothing when he does not wear armor. He wears his chestnut hair up. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Soft and melodious

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Diggory Callan, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)16 (+3) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 17 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Religion +4, Sleight of Hand +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Half-Plate.


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Anne Blakeley, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body, and is pretty ugly. Her hair is cut close to her head. She has a dull look in her violet eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Anne will drive conversation. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with her brother; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

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Anne Blakeley, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'4") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)9 (-1) 18 (+4)12 (+1) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Arcana +3, Stealth +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 2 Smokesticks.


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Tim Clinton, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Tim was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

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Tim Clinton, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'2") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)10 (+0) 9 (-1)11 (+0) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Nature +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 150 gp.


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Ethereal Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She dresses like a well dressed Scribe does. Her brown fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her copper eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Scribe. She tends to her Scribe job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Shortens vowels

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Ethereal Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)17 (+3) 7 (-2)16 (+3) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Investigation +5, Nature +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Abyssal, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 200 sp.


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Kilvar Gorunn, 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 pastel stripes complete with hood. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: Kilvar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kilvar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Farmer accent

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Kilvar Gorunn, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)13 (+1) 9 (-1)15 (+2) 10 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Perception +2, Survival +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 190 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp).


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Donaar Mystan, Male Dragonborn [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 very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. His red crest is knotted and matted. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Dutch accent

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Donaar Mystan, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)13 (+1) 10 (+0)12 (+1) 13 (+1)9 (-1)
Skills Athletics +3, Investigation +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11650

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Delre Loderr, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. She is physically well-built. Her red hair is singed and shortened. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. A true patriot, Delre would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Delre was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Delre's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Voice breaks

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Delre Loderr, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)6 (-2) 12 (+1)9 (-1) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Nature +1, Persuasion +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 400 sp.


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