Burana Lhamboldennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. She carries with her a set of axes on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. Her black crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: She was raised in a plains tribe. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.
Motivation: To be a Carter again; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Nikki Brightmoon, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body, marred by teas. She has wavy silver hair. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Nikki took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor she uses now. After a long history of fighting, Nikki and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple -1
Possessions: 140 gp.
Drifting Of Winter, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Her fur, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. She has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Guard born in the past three hundred years. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Guard arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Guard for the past few years.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 13 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
Possessions: 160 gp. Freshwater pearl (5 gp).
Alain Stoutman, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman stands a little under 2'8" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears baggy red pantaloons and a brown scarf. She has a very tight haircut. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. In her youth she was a Cook, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Alain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, PTSD. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'8") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
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