Caeldrim Cithreth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky man tends to wear a large blue jacket. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: Caeldrim wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: Caeldrim was born with his father's beautiful face. A freak accident while working with his Spice Merchant father left him crippled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest man in the south
Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Zedaar Dhyrktelonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. His crest is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Zedaar was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 130 gp. Red spinel (50 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Reeza Wordsworth, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. Her silver hair is singed and shortened. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She plays an instrument quite well.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. After a long history of fighting, Reeza and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 1900 sp.
Sariel Firahel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears baggy blue pantaloons and a black scarf, and is pretty ugly. Her long auburn hair reaches down to her waist. Her fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Sariel embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.
History: Sariel 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. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Obsidian (7 gp).
Cloak Wing, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. Her yellow fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with her Sage mother left her crippled. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Disease. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Auran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.
Ekemon Turmoil, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has no hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Ekemon embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Armorer profession.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His childhood dream was to be a Armorer, but he was a colossal failure. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Akta Anguish, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: 6'3" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her blue hair is lengthy. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Akta was born with her mother's beautiful face. In her 20th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. During her travels, Akta and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Akta discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Akta fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 20 (+5) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll, Halfling, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Azurite (11 gp).
Nemeia Ambition, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 4'8" and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She has done her best to style her silver hair to look like a famous performer. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines red.
Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.
History: The child of a Bellfounder, who enjoyed hunting, Nemeia was taken on many hunting expeditions. Nemeia 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 used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran, Druidic, Aquan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Rimple Sympony, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Rimple was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Rimple decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin
Attacks Melee +1 / 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: 350 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.
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