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Rohesia Wentworth, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her blue 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. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a Servant, her father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Sellsword hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has never given up on her dancing dream.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Selfish, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Soft and mumbly

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Rohesia Wentworth, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'4") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)16 (+3) 10 (+0)17 (+3) 8 (-1)7 (-2)
Skills Investigation +5, Nature +5
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Auran, Halfling, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1353000000

Possessions: 200 sp. Chrysoberyl (80 gp).


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Uthemar Yaeldrin, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A 4'10" eastern man, he wears a tan shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His chestnut hair is still thick. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Glassblower profession.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Uthemar Yaeldrin, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'10") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)15 (+2) 9 (-1)16 (+3) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Perception +3, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Ignan, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 400 sp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp).


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Fulbar Thorngage, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a green coat with tan slacks. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: American accent

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Fulbar Thorngage, Male Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (2'10") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)16 (+3) 13 (+1)15 (+2) 8 (-1)8 (-1)
Skills Persuasion +1, Sleight of Hand +5
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: Amber (60 gp).


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Rangrim Broodfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This southern man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Voice breaks

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Rangrim Broodfist, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 13 (+1)16 (+3) 7 (-2)11 (+0)
Skills Deception +2, Religion +5
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic, Terran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Silk rope.


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Tawna Smoothhands, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She is an epitome of beauty. Her red hair is still thick. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many goblins want her driven away; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Rolls R's

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Tawna Smoothhands, Female Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (2'9") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)16 (+3) 10 (+0)14 (+2) 7 (-2)4 (-3)
Skills Persuasion -1, Sleight of Hand +5
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Giant, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 10 pp.


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Moon Prim Posies, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She wears long strands of opal and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. She carries with her a set of falchions on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Her fur is orange and curly. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. 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. Moon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

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Moon Prim Posies, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 4
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)12 (+1) 15 (+2)12 (+1) 9 (-1)11 (+0)
Skills Performance +2, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11663

Possessions: 23000 sp. Violet garnet (1100 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.


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Cloud Shoe, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her cinnamon fur is still thick. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Cloud was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Gardener responsibilities is difficult; and to be a mercenary again

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

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Cloud Shoe, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'9") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)17 (+3) 15 (+2)8 (-1) 15 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills History +1, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 300 sp.


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Vistra Ironfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She stands about 3'10" and wears a brown tunic with red highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She has moderate length chestnut hair. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Blacksmith. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She tends to her Blacksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Relaxed voice

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Vistra Ironfist, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)8 (-1) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 12 (+1)10 (+0)
Skills Deception +2, History +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 10000 cp.


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Lone Of Wine, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. She is physically well-built. Her cinnamon fur is knotted and matted. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Lone was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Lone liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Dutch accent

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Lone Of Wine, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)12 (+1) 16 (+3)11 (+0) 9 (-1)7 (-2)
Skills Intimidation +0, Performance +0
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 300 sp.


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