Edge Shore, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a pastel coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon her head. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly greataxes and shields. She wears a colorful flower in her lavender fur. Her skin is flawless and her copper eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with dancing. She constantly tries to fill her life with dancing. Edge is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Edge 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. Edge 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. Being a Stylist kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 4 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 700 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).
Riardon Tiltathana, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Riardon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Riardon was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Jocelyn Presley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a husky man, who wears a simple grey robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a dull look in his green 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 would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.
History: Jocelyn hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Jocelyn was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.
Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Tanglefoot bags.
Sumnes Xistsrith, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she prefers to wear flannel. She wears a deerstalker hat to hide her balding. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Sumnes is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 4 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Banded mail.
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