Grumbar Bradford, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is obsessed with his god.
History: Gifted from a young age, Grumbar studied abroad. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Fonkin Silverthread, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and red, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: Fonkin hails from a village terrorized by orcs. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of orcs
Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, In love, Guardian, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal, Infernal, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp).
Rolf Wakefield, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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's attracted to the PC.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Abyssal, Infernal, Giant, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. Jet (90 gp).
Hobart Thorngage, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: 2'10" and muscular, this northern man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. Hobart is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Hobart was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hobart fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll, Dwarven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. Chrysoprase (30 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Rohesia Tyndall, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears professional attire. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. She has slicked back auburn hair. Her eyes are likewise violet.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Miller arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: To end her boredom.
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Adran Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is renowned for his bright blue suits and hats. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. 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 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 is unsatisfied with his job; and wants his loneliness to end
Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush, Adventurer, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +6
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Igden Folkor, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His white hair is cut short. His eyes are hazel.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He tends to his Soapmaker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new soapmaker responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Duvamil Cobblelob, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. She wears her white hair down. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Duvamil 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. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact
Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran, Giant, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Olunt Daerdahk, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Crown-heir business.
History: The child of a Scribe, who enjoyed hunting, Olunt was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Olunt took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.
Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
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