Amnon Rapture, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a green vest and prefers pastel and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair, while still mostly dark red, has prominent grey streaks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Amnon was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants his loneliness to end
Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Ar-Pratu Spalding, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 5'3". He wears tattered old clothes. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.
Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: Ar-Pratu was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Interpreter, but he got bored and became a Soapmaker. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Soapmaker responsibilities is difficult; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 30 pp. Carnelian (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Eiravel Selevarun, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Eiravel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother 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 came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by unlife.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.
Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Solid gold idol (400 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (160 gp).
Olivia Thorngage, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A 2'9" western woman, she is dressed in a clean red cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her blonde hair is knotted and matted. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. She has achieved small success as a Laborer.
Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and balancing her hectic life and new laborer responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 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: 900 sp.
Althaea Arnuanna, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. Her blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. 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: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Drusilia Othronus, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive woman, she does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her silver hair is well kept. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Drusilia 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. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is her passion; and meet up once more with her childhood friend
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Gale In the Morning, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: An older woman who is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak, she is not a threatening figure. She has wavy lavender fur. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She worked as a nervous Roofer and found it very stressful. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and expand her business
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Job, Slave. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.
Tawar Barclay, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and is dressed in a clean black cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has slicked back brown hair. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her feathered black hat.
Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
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. Through the years after Tawar was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Tawar's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes
Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Simon Wheatley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are gray.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Simon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Simon never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, In love. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
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: 5000 cp. 1 Tanglefoot bags.
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