Hirrathak Delmirev, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He keeps his long gold crest kept up in a rat tail. 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 cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Hirrathak never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Frederick Preston, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: In love, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. 4 Antitoxin.
Pikar Fatrabbit, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears a fancy red suit. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Pikar will drive conversation. 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: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial, Aquan, Ignan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Citrine (30 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp).
Nithther Verthisathurgiesh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears long strands of sapphire and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. His green crest, when down, is lengthy. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: The child of a Gardener, who enjoyed hunting, Nithther was taken on many hunting expeditions. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Rhogar Wystongjiir, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with tan slacks. He has done his best to style his copper crest to look like a famous performer. His eyes are red and beady.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Through the years after Rhogar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Rhogar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a deep hatred of illithids
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Server
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Furrele Turnuroth, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She wears her red crest up. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.
History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: She is content.
Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Hugh Yardley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 5'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise brown.
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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.
History: The child of a Roofer, who enjoyed hunting, Hugh was taken on many hunting expeditions. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and money/treasure
Bonds: Job, Enemies, Nature, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Sweet Mist, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She has styled her gray fur well, parting it to the right. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She hates orcs. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. Sweet is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: She was born at the edge of vast island. 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. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and she desires to right it
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Nature, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Sybil Fasharash, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she very much looks the part of a Map Maker. Her long auburn hair reaches down to her waist. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: Sybil is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father 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 has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Map Maker.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.
Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Ignan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 7000 cp.
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