Smoking Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His black fur is still thick. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.
History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Glassblower hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Breastplate.
Heian Mellerelel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, he is not a threatening figure. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.
History: Heian was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tiefling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tiefling doctor. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and wants to raise his children well
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 4 (-3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 30 gp.
Nuthra Kerrhylon, Female Dragonborn [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 well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, yellow shirt, and red tie. Her black crest is matted, messy, and big. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nuthra fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and an old rival family wants her found
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 21 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 5 (-3) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged -1 / 1d8-3, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Baelitae Iathrana, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her hair is long and golden with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small blue clips. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Baelitae grew up listening to her father's many stories. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. During her travels, Baelitae and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Baelitae discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Baelitae fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.
Motivation: She's in love; and meet up once more with her childhood friend
Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 6 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 70 gp. Rhodochrosite (10 gp).
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