Nadarr Mohradyllion, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing a long, black cloak. His crest is silver and curly. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: Nadarr is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Nadarr was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Junk Dealer for the past few years.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 14 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 700 sp. Silver pearl (130 gp).
Havilar Wivvyrholdalphiax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An older woman who is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest, she is not a threatening figure. Her gold crest is heavily combed to the left. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her red eyes.
Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She wants to get laid; and she's in love
Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Laucian Ilphelkiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses like a well dressed Butcher does. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Laucian alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Butcher.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 120 pp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (140 gp).
Spring Moon, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a pastel shirt with thin green vertical stripes and red pants, and carries maces. Her fur is cut close to her head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. Through the years after Spring was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Spring's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Spring and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Giant, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp).
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