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Hiya, so I'm the dungeon master for my friend group, and currently, they are going through the mountains, and I'm gonna have it so that they find this tiny village, and I need NPCs. Please help. If you respond, I need a name, race, age, and backstory. 
Optional: job (I would like someone to work at the bathhouse, a few shopkeepers, a bartender, and some regular townsfolk)

PLEASE don't be afraid to make these characters insanely weird. They've already met a 370 year old mute dwarf and an abnormally attractive elf named Tristan that one of my players proposed to. Pretty much anything goes. 

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Dragonfly. Tiefling. 25. Technically a bard but she's tone-deaf so she's not a very good bard. Currently works at a tavern as a waiter. Occasionally pulls out her lute, stands on a table, sings as loudly as she can, and then gets put on cleaning duty for the night and told in no uncertain terms not to do it again. Has been fired and re-hired like a bajillion times. 

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Maericia.Tabaxi. 26. Bard, but a shy bard who doesn’t really like people oohing over her singing voice. Bartender at a tavern close enough to Dragonfly that she knows about the singing and the table-jumping-lute-playing fire/hire cycle. Collects stories from everyone, people go to her for advice because she just seems to KNOW. People watcher. Will throw people out if they’re disturbing the peace, and by peace she means controlled chaos.

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Brandy. 73. Human. Wizard. Once upon a time he was powerful. Now he runs a clothing shop. Well, "runs" is a loose term. Mostly he sleeps in his chair and trusts his well-cast spells to keep people from taking things without depositing the proper payment in the money jar. He wears nothing but his robes (which are nearly as old as he is and are beginning to show it) and various pairs of brightly colored socks. The socks are the pride of his collection and are horrendously overpriced, so no one ever buys them. This is a clever but transparent ploy to hoard them all for himself.

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Oh and more background:

this is a fifth edition campaign

the party consists of an elf sorcerer, a dragonborn sorcerer, a yuan-ti pureblood cleric(the one who fell for Tristan), and an orc barbarian

it started with them getting attacked by an unknown assassin that gave them a map through the mountains outside of their village

they started through the mountains and stopped at an inn where they met a 372 year old dwarf woman who runs the inn, Tristan the hot elf bard, a snow leopard tabaxi named Quill, and found out about an unknown tiefling (which I'm planning to make Dragonfly thank you so much) 

they left the inn and got attacked by a gelatinous cube

they had to answer a kenku's riddle before it let them pass

they found Quill captured in a kenku hideout and had to save him

they are currently in Quill's little base (a gazebo with "QUILL CAMP" printed on a sign

and they're gonna end up in this town

and I can't say any more or else one of them might find this and be like GASP I know what's gonna happen!!!

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Okay also more updates:

I need a shopkeep for a pinterest but in real life thing.

I need someone to run an antique store

I need someone to be the manager of the tavern

and maybe a few patrons for an inn and the tavern

and I'll probably update this more because I still need to come up with more shops and stuff

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Owner of the tavern: Rogli, half dwarf, warlock, 52

Spends a lot of time upstairs working on alchemical and magical experiments, but comes downstairs every once in a while to check up on things. This usually happens to be in the middle of one of Dragonfly's performances. Everyone is a little afraid of him because they're not sure what he's up to upstairs and he's also pretty muscular. He's fine with dark dealings going on in his tavern. The usual fights are also allowed, but he'll brake up any brawls that get out of hand.

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Angler. Real-life Pinterest Shopkeep. Human. Ambiguous age. A very eclectic sort of person, Angler has been in the town for longer than most can remember. In fact, they have only been here for a little over 20 years, but they have become such a feature in the town that everyone's memory has grown selective and people are always doubtful when thinking of a time in which Angler was not a resident. Their shop is an interesting place full of anything and everything, but mostly they deal in ideas. Their shelves are lined with bottles and parchments and also some very nice bargain craft supplies, and they will welcome you in with a smile and a cup of tea. Be wary, however; do not wake their cat, for it is older even then they and are the cruelty and scorn to their hospitable welcomes.

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@Fullmetal Sorcerer can i self insert into this campaign. i want to run the antique shop hi im logan i eat eggs with soy sauce/hot sauce/butter on them all at once and i dotn fucking wear shoes. im a fucking dumbass elf of undisclosed class and my wardrobe is exclusively comprised of short shorts, thigh highs, and shirts with english text poorly translated from Fantasy Japan or something (a favorite: neon pink with yellow lettering that says "seven days away. i think i Thought i heard you say"). i know which plants are what and i WILL make this known. u bet ur ass i have the full latin genus and specific epithet READY TO GO. oh u think u know things about the native flora? do u? move im gay and i can whip out plant lore as well. plant history. ethnobotany, bitch. ill munch a raw stalk of rhubarb in front of you to assert dominance. dont try me ill whack you with the antique youre trying to steal. speaking of antiques theres a section in the store thats specifically for street signs. there are a lot of them. somehow Elm St. is on at least 8 different street signs in the stacks. yes you may look at the swords here but none of them are for sale. theyre fucking mine. ill sell you matches from Fantasy WWII and a glock if you want it but yaint touching my swords. also theres a sign outside my shop that says "no pants or heterosexuals allowed". capri pants are ok but youre on thin fucking ice


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