Edge Paws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished pickaxe as well. His cinnamon fur is singed and shortened. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Edge enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Edge fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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3 (-4) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee -2 / 1d6-4, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 350 gp.
Morkral Battlehammer, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He has shaved his head bald. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Morkral grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Morkral. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 3 (-4) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Waywocket Folkor, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate. She carries with her a set of swords on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She has wavy brown hair. Her eyes are likewise amber.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. To her fellows she 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: The child of western immigrants she idolized her father. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Gnomes in Waywocket's homeland. Waywocket decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Waywocket was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the dire rats.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and a deep hatred of dire rats
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Carrie Meliamne, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear blue tank tops with tan pants. His hair is cut close to his head. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
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 can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Carrie was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 2000 cp.
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