Kite Of Ale, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She has done her best to style her beige fur to look like a famous performer. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.
History: She was born in a small forest village. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered painting. In her journeys she found a malevolent artifact. She wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and money/treasure
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 160 gp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp).
Az-Bror Southey, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Az-Bror's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: He was born in a small plains village. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Dilettante kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and a rival would like him out of the picture
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Dalaba Tarkelby, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. Her hair is long and auburn with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small tan clips. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. In her youth she was a Blacksmith, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger sister on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. 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. Dalaba fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Gomory Estevan, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 15 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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3 (-4) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee -2 / 1d6-4, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: Just what you see.
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