Thamior Siannodel, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a simple tan robe with red stripes complete with hood. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are blue and catlike.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Thamior's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. After a long history of fighting, Thamior and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and money/treasure
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Cloak Of Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her lavender fur is thinning but still full. Her amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. When Cloak reached her early adolescence her Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Pink pearl (60 gp).
Kipper Cobblelob, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He comes from a rich eastern family. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: To protect his home; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 23 (3d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic, Goblin, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Percival Wilberforce, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A 6'3" southern man, he wears a grey tunic with yellow highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears his auburn hair down. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: Born in the south to a Slave Trader, Percival learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.
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