Oblar Wiseacre, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mercenary. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to be a tailor again
Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple -2
Possessions: 130 gp.
Pelt Of Clay, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears skinny pants and wears a brown and blue robe with the hood down, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her white fur is smooth and relatively long. Her half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with her old friends
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 400 gp.
Emen Stratford, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a black coat. Her red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her top black hat.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Emen was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Emen's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions
Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: Just what you see.
Rinn Hybrid, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. She has moderate length auburn hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She feeds upon the attention of others.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
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