Keyleth Rothenel, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. Her red hair is smooth and relatively long. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Bookbinder business.
History: Keyleth lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.
Motivation: To unite with her sister; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Sun Paws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She prefers to wear pastel clothing when she does not wear armor. She carries with her a set of lances, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her fur is short and lavender. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Sun was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Sun decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp). 1 Silk rope.
Daar Umbyrphrael, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. She has brass crest. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Weaver born in the past three hundred years. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: To unite with her sister; and to end her boredom
Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Qualen Ironhide, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather, and he perpetually has his whip ready. His black hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Qualen grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Qualen was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (1d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Banded mail.
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