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Fivin Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a husky man, who wears a tan costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and balancing his hectic life and new weaver responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hollow voice

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Fivin Netyoive, Male Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)14 (+2) 10 (+0)6 (-2) 11 (+0)17 (+3)
Skills Insight +2, Medicine +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.


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Ishte Sarcasm, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

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Ishte Sarcasm, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'7") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)10 (+0) 12 (+1)12 (+1) 16 (+3)12 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 5000 cp.


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Claira Raethran, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Claira embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a Doctor, her father struggled to pay the bills. She found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. Some 7 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Claira never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Breathy voice

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Claira Raethran, Female Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'11") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)8 (-1) 7 (-2)12 (+1) 10 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +1, Medicine +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11650

Possessions: 100 gp. Black opal (900 gp). Jet (40 gp).


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Edge Shore, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She tends to wear a pastel poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She carries with her a set of glaives on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Her orange fur, when down, is lengthy. Her half smiles and copper eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-brother.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. 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. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Armorer they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Map Maker, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

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Edge Shore, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)19 (+4) 15 (+2)13 (+1) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +2, Deception +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Stacee Brightmoon, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. Her auburn hair is well kept. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. Stacee enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her father. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the west were limited. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To unite with her sister; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

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Stacee Brightmoon, Female Halfling Sorcerer 4
Small (2'8") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)14 (+2) 10 (+0)15 (+2) 9 (-1)14 (+2)
Skills Intimidation +4, Sleight of Hand +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12663000

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.


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Delre Graybeard, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 3'9" when asserting herself. Her long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 14. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. She moved out north to avoid the crime she committed. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Hollow voice

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Delre Graybeard, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)16 (+3) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 9 (-1)12 (+1)
Skills History +4, Intimidation +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 800 sp. Onyx (60 gp).


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Bilga Shelby, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a simple black robe with brown stripes complete with hood. She wears a deerstalker hat to cover her moderate length auburn hair. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: She was born in the east. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

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Bilga Shelby, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)11 (+0) 9 (-1)13 (+1) 17 (+3)7 (-2)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Animal Handling +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 160 gp.


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Thoradin Steelfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born in a small island village. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Courier. He became a Courier soon after.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and doesn't want to be a courier and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

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Thoradin Steelfist, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)13 (+1) 14 (+2)10 (+0) 9 (-1)8 (-1)
Skills Insight +1, Medicine +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Rimple Loofollue, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Banker born in the past three hundred years. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born in the east to a Banker, Rimple learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, brigands burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying east to reunite his family. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To be a Butcher again; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Slow speaker

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Rimple Loofollue, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'5") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)7 (-2) 13 (+1)11 (+0) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Investigation +2, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple -1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 60 gp.


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