Katherine Wallace, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and is typically in her Guard uniform. She has styled her blonde hair well, parting it to the right. Her brown eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.
History: Born to a Healer, her mother struggled to pay the bills. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and to be a healer again
Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 50 pp.
Tharivol Mellegaard, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a black scarf. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. He has amber eyes and a yellow hat with a black feather.
Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Tharivol liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful, Greedy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Ignan, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Thervan Casilltenirra, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses like a well dressed Unemployed does. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. He has gray eyes.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He worked as a nervous Unemployed and found it very stressful. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: Expand his business; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, 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 | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Eye agate (4 gp).
Anbera Fireforge, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing left arm. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her hair is chestnut and curly. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Anbera hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her writing career. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: Anbera was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Assassin 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 writing dream.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with her old friends
Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 0 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d6-3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Riardon Caphaxath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion
Flaws: Hedonist, Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
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 |
Possessions: 30 pp.
Mijira Caavylteradyn, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is in excellent shape and wears tattered old clothes. Her rusty crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She has red eyes.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 81. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Mijira hails from a village terrorized by orcs. Her parents were killed by orcs in a raid when she was still a young child. The orcs captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Baker
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1500 sp.
Tiaathque Galanodel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 5'2" and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and violet, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. She has violet eyes.
Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.
History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. When Tiaathque reached her early adolescence her Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 500 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).
Zaffrab Raulnor, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He uses divination through singing.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Zaffrab took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He is content.
Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 pp. Deep green spinel (50 gp).
Whurdred Daraln, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. With wild chestnut hair. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is happy with her job as a Ruler. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.
History: Whurdred 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. A gifted student she started as a Mercenary, but she got bored and became a Ruler. She tends to her Ruler job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Expand her business; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers
Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Poor, Family. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Solid gold idol (400 gp).
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