Tomi Reedfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, he is not a threatening figure. His tied-back hair is red. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and money/treasure
Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. Moonstone (30 gp).
Gesrethe Fharngnarthnost, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a fancy green dress. Her black crest is still thick. This red eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.
History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Emotional, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 20 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Jillian Tealeaf, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Her gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Marshal. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Marshal.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it; and revenge
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Halfling, Auran, Terran, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Tree Of Ivory, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is renowned for his bright pastel suits and hats. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a colorful flower in his white fur. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tree fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2200 sp.
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