Bree Cherrycheeks, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This light-skinned female wears a worn and beaten armor. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. With wild red hair. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.
History: Bree was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Sculptor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sculptor work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and to be a baker again
Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Vicky Branson, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
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 typically in her Spice Merchant uniform. Her hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. She has blue eyes.
Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She uses divination through singing.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Infernal, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).
Urshar Trueanvil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a grey shirt, with a red mid length skirt with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Cloak Thunder, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 6'5" and usually wears his brown robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his long beige fur kept up in a rat tail. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 south. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Courier they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Stableman, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 11 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Shout outs: Stacey, Ivee Quinn, Rachel Anderson, Brian Tanner, Serafina Moon, Thomas Spence, Armand Desharnais, Trev909, Bob Goode, TODD RICHARD, Josh Braden, Iofire, Caitlin W., Damon Carrington, Mario Pizzamiglio, Phil Mehl, Wesley Muncy, elijah D. maben, R., Vincent Drone, thea musing, Brian Nunziato, Matt Yates, Elisa Martinez, Ryan Flagg, Jade Arrowood, Angelo Anderson, Syn21, Dave Walker, Jonathan Lekse, JollyGamer, Tiernan Greenman, Burlyfighter, David R Abbott, Rick Marsh, Brittany DeNicholas, Amanda Kettles, Lou Bliss, Sik Makoyi, Pythor Sen, Bryson Waits, Desedent, Irate The Pirate, Mark L, AstroLass, Lizzie, Michael Hamilton, Vedie V, Mylon Schroder, Nathan, Jordan Florez, Robert Rich, Jess, Zee Livezey, Kevin, Kerry Melton, SallySparrow132, Millergendraft, Federica Frezza, Nick Soucy, Jeremiah Walker, Bryan Sheairs, chris wilson, Max Hops, Sarah Holland, Joshua David Maddox, Jennifer Smith, Packratt, Liz Fontain, Ray Bissonnette, Joe Dalby, Matt Price, Nicholas Zamora, ShortyMcgibble, Mr. Vinclair, mtnman1979@aol.com, KFB_Patreon, eric sun, Gundar Wez, Nahellion, That Video Editor Nic, bilbens baggo, Stuart, Brysen Packer, Maxwell Mayer, Thobek, XMrMonkyx ., Miss Zilla M, Jordan Brazeal, Kyle Clark, Jake Lane, Phillip P Torchia, Stefan Gottschalk's, Remora Jewel, Connor, jeremy baisch, Daniel Edwards, Zealot23, Shane Andrews, Brandon Mußiq, CJMAXP, Festus, Lisa Tucker, KingHavok1217, Mx Charlie, Justin Snyder, Zachary Burgess-Hicks, Steve Rosenlund, Ezzela1891, John Nazario, Gordon Alexander Fallon, zachary gee, Jason Clark
Their contribution stands as a beacon of hope for all adventurers!
