Spear Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 6'8" and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has no fur. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Celestial, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 40 gp. Brown-green garnet (110 gp).
Trag Fulton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He is physically well-built. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: To protect his home; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 4 |
Possessions: Carnelian (50 gp). Iolite (50 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Eldon Fabblestabble, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Eldon 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Ovina Daerdahk, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is renowned for her bright brown dresses and hats. She carries with her a set of whips, each one with a opal on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: When she was but 5 years old her parents immigrated from the south. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Ovina took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ovina fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d8-3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 2400 sp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Superior lock.
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