Uraim Daerdahk, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He tends to wear a large grey jacket, marred by sweets. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Paela Honeypot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. Her long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her amber eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed white hat.
Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. A true patriot, Paela would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: She got into the Brewer business at a young age. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: To be a Masseuse again.
Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 370 gp.
Drusilia Eathalena, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has shaved her head bald. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
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. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.
History: Drusilia was born the youngest of three triplets. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and to reunite with her absent mother
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Roondar Dunben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Herbalist born in the past three hundred years. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He's also a talented Soapmaker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Job. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan, Druidic, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Bullseye lantern.
Habor Art, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His red hair is braided into rings. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He got into the Animal Trainer business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Junk Dealer, but he got bored and became a Animal Trainer. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and revenge
Flaws: Mundane, Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Sylvan, Halfling, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Kairon Victory, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Undercommon, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Moon Timber, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a fancy brown dress. She wears her yellow fur down. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Born to a Ploughman, her mother struggled to pay the bills. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Moon grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Moon. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Sylvan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Ethereal Prim Posies, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her fur is cut close to her head. Her eyes are amber and beady.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She works hard and plays hard.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She now spends her time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and she wants to get laid
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1200 sp.
Radomir Whispermouse, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.
History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Radomir took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and doesn't want to be a mason and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan, Undercommon, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
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