Ratbag Hastings, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of sickles on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Family, Rich, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 900 sp. Hematite (16 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp).
Fargas Tallfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His eyes are gray and beady.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fargas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling, Aquan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (30 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).
Kite On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man prefers to wear flannel, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He sports a flattop fur cut. He has blue eyes.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Kite abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He's also a talented Carpenter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: He's in love; and to settle down with his crush
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Terran, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 310 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Elysande Hadley, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears an entirely brown suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her eyes are likewise blue.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Elysande was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. 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 south. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Masseuse they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Glassblower, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well.
Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 40 gp. Deep green spinel (60 gp).
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