Ekk Livingstone, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. Her auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She takes great joy in being the best Layabout in town.
History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Ekk 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 Ekk. She has achieved small success as a Layabout.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Job, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 21 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 4 | 2 |
Possessions: 240 gp.
Althaea Amakiir, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky woman is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and red handkerchief worn on her right side. She has no hair. She has brown eyes.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. 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: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. When Althaea reached her early adolescence her Elf mother 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 then took over the family business and is one of the better Tailor for hire.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Tailor and was forced into it by her family; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Draconic, Druidic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Sweet Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his white fur in a pixie cut. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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 a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and 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
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Lewis Trowbridge, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 6'2". He wears brown trousers with black and yellow striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has wavy golden hair. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Lewis took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Dilettante they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Miller, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to unite with his sister
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Family, Military. Occupation: Miller
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 100 sp.
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