Mastema Wary, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her violet robe. Her dark red hair is smooth and relatively long. Her black eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She hates giants. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.
History: Mastema hails from a village terrorized by giants. Mastema was orphaned to a temple shortly after her birth. She was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above herself and to hold her god always in her heart. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect her home
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Guardian. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Bree Tosscobble, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This fat southern woman has a bulbous nose and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. With bright brown hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: Born to a Laborer, her father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Guard hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Cloak On the Water, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His lavender fur is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling yellow eyes.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.
History: Cloak lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Cloak was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Cloak decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 19 (2d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1500 sp.
Farideh Fharngnarthnost, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. Her long bronze crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Farideh 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. Farideh decided she wanted neither the life of her father 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 now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp).
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