Liftrasa Strakeln, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her hair is long and brown with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small grey clips. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: This woman loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered poetry. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Courier for the past few years.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a fortune-teller again
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job, Poor. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Odorr Sheldon, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He wears professional attire, and carries scythes. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Odorr fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and regain custody of his son
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Nelkin Copperkettle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and is pretty ugly. His hair is cut close to his head. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is greedy
Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.
Eldeth Daraln, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. She keeps her long black hair kept up in a rat tail. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: This woman loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In her 19th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother 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. She has never given up on her dancing dream.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Felosial Amakiir, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She has wavy red hair. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: Felosial 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. Felosial abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Aym Knack, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants, and a wedding ring on her right hand. She keeps her long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. She has a dull look in her black eyes.
Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She has worked as a Scribe like her father before her.
Motivation: To be a Priest again; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: In love, Job, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (80 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Shax Wish, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears dull green sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. Her wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Fletcher who has hired her part-time. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. A freak accident while working with her Spy father left her crippled. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: She's in love; and she has a crush on the local spy
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 350 gp.
Quespa Beryntolthropal, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her crest is short and rusty. Her gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. The war was a terrible time for her, and Quespa does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she loathes her own lifestyle
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Abyssal, Undercommon, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Jezebeth Larceny, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 6'0". She wears a black armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. Her black hair is matted, messy, and big. Her silver eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Draconic, Goblin, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
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