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Mugrunden Gygazzylyshrift, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He wears professional attire. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His blue crest, when down, is lengthy. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Mugrunden 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. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Mugrunden was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Jittery and nervous

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Mugrunden Gygazzylyshrift, Male Dragonborn Commoner 3
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)14 (+2) 14 (+2)15 (+2) 16 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills History +4, Religion +4
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 100 gp.


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Wymar Mori, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He very much looks the part of a Mayor. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Wymar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He tends to his Mayor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Poor, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sleepy voice

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Wymar Mori, Male Half-Elf Monk 15
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 15)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 106 (15d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)18 (+4) 15 (+2)17 (+3) 11 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Animal Handling +5, Athletics +6
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d8+1, Ranged +9 / 4d8+4, Grapple +6

Possessions: 600 pp. Canary diamond (3000 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Sard (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Red garnet (80 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item.


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Percival Lincoln, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: 5'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: Percival speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Percival was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Timid voice

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Percival Lincoln, Male Human Wizard 1
Medium (5'1") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)10 (+0) 18 (+4)12 (+1) 13 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11310

Possessions: 60 gp.


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Fargas Goodearth, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He prefers to wear pastel clothing when he does not wear armor. He has a hunchback. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Servant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Low and grunting

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Fargas Goodearth, Male Halfling Bard 6
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 45 (6d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)15 (+2) 17 (+3)13 (+1) 13 (+1)16 (+3)
Skills Performance +6, Religion +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day123320

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.


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Morkral Burrowfound, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a blue costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. He is physically well-built. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Morkral alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

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Morkral Burrowfound, Male Dwarf Commoner 1
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)10 (+0) 15 (+2)10 (+0) 9 (-1)10 (+0)
Skills Intimidation +2, Perception +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1

Possessions: 130 gp.


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