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Findex Ophinshtalajiir, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: 6'2" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her black crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Findex isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: Born in the south to a Banker, Findex learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother 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 knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

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Findex Ophinshtalajiir, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)14 (+2) 10 (+0)10 (+0) 14 (+2)16 (+3)
Skills Deception +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 230 gp.


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Laucian Dalanthan, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears tan trousers with black and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His red hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Persistence, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

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Laucian Dalanthan, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)11 (+0) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Intimidation +4, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 120 gp.


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Bathin Doubt, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: He is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather, and carries shortspears. He has purple hair. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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 eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Dutch accent

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Bathin Doubt, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'8") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 16 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)16 (+3) 18 (+4)12 (+1) 7 (-2)15 (+2)
Skills Arcana +3, Deception +4
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Rivaan Wivvyrholdalphiax, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His black crest is unkempt and raggedy. This gold eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Indian accent

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Rivaan Wivvyrholdalphiax, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
18 (+4)13 (+1) 14 (+2)12 (+1) 14 (+2)10 (+0)
Skills Intimidation +2, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 600 sp.


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Traulam Casilltenirra, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. She carries with her a set of flails, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has slicked back black hair. She has blue eyes and a blue hat with a black feather.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Traulam fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

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Traulam Casilltenirra, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
5 (-3)10 (+0) 11 (+0)9 (-1) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Arcana +1, Athletics -1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 70 gp.


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Olunt Broodfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. He is an epitome of beauty. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Switch between two voices

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Olunt Broodfist, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)15 (+2) 15 (+2)11 (+0) 15 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Arcana +2, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1064

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Half-Plate.


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Nyx Musgraben, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears dull tan sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed scythe, just in case. Her auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: Nyx was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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. Nyx took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor she uses now. She bought a scythe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scottish accent

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Nyx Musgraben, Female Gnome Sorcerer 4
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 19 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)11 (+0) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 17 (+3)10 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Deception +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116630

Possessions: 31000 sp.


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Elysande Richie, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is dressed in an above average manner. She wears her white hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Map Maker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Adventurer. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to settle down with her crush

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

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Elysande Richie, Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 16 (+3)12 (+1) 18 (+4)14 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Perception +6
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 150 gp. 3 Antitoxin.


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Alain Fastfoot, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are violet.

Personality: This woman loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She worked as a nervous Roofer and found it very stressful. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Russian accent

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Alain Fastfoot, Female Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (2'10") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)9 (-1) 14 (+2)12 (+1) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 370 gp. 1 Half-Plate.


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