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Rael Tiltathana, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. A true patriot, Rael would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A freak accident while working with his Mortician mother left him crippled. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: To be a Mortician again.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Breathy voice

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Rael Tiltathana, Male Elf Fighter 1
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 13 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)19 (+4) 16 (+3)10 (+0) 10 (+0)15 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Intimidation +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4

Possessions: 40 gp.


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Habor Vigil, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This man is very fat, and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Habor was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

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Habor Vigil, Male Tiefling Warlock 4
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 33 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)10 (+0) 14 (+2)16 (+3) 14 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Arcana +5, Perception +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Goblin, Giant, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day133220000

Possessions: 200 gp.


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Scrag Middleton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries a battered nunchaku and tarnished morningstar as well. He sports a flattop hair cut. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Scrag took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Soft and melodious

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Scrag Middleton, Male Half-Orc Fighter 2
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 14 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)18 (+4) 12 (+1)12 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +5, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4

Possessions: 300 sp.


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Jabbie Garrick, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. After a long history of fighting, Jabbie and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

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Jabbie Garrick, Male Gnome Commoner 8
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 44 (8d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)15 (+2) 14 (+2)10 (+0) 15 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills Medicine +5, Stealth +5
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 2000 sp.


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Morkral Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Morkral reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Opinionated, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

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Morkral Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf Warlock 2
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)15 (+2) 15 (+2)12 (+1) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Insight +3, Nature +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11220

Possessions: 120 pp. 1 Half-Plate.


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