Vondal Aranore, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. He is physically well-built. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish, Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
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: 50 gp. 4 Holy water.
Ethereal Of Stars, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a brown collared shirt and blue pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has done his best to style his red fur to look like a famous performer. His eyes are copper.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ethereal isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He's also a talented Spice Merchant, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, 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: 210 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Percival Atterton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has amber eyes and a grey hat with a tan feather.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.
History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Poor, Family, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Gnoll, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Art Of Dragons, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a brown coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon her head. Her fur is gray, silky, and of moderate length. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Art was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has worked as a Healer like her mother before her.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Flaws: Emotional, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Red spinel (60 gp).
Pirithin Strongbones, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His black hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are brown.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 43. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 pp.
Shava Erenaeth, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are gray.
Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: She was born into a rich family. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Shava was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and money/treasure
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Pyra Temerity, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a black vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her black boots flare out at the collars. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her chestnut hair is singed and shortened. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Guard arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Guard. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand her business
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan, Auran, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Falkrunn Brawnanvil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 4'1". She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her long chestnut hair reaches down to her waist. Her green eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: Falkrunn was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. 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: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1800 sp. Aquamarine (400 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp).
Ootah Weld, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged woman wears professional attire and is in decent physical shape. Her hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her green eyes.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.
History: She was born in the west. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Engraver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 9 (-1) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
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