Joan Blakeley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her white hair is singed and shortened. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
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. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: She was born in the north. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: Just what you see.
Anastrianna Xiloscient, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her brown hair is long and unkept. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the east. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. Solid gold idol (400 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.
Havilar Ophinshtalajiir, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. She keeps her brass crest in a pixie cut. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Havilar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her painting career. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.
History: Havilar was born the youngest of three triplets. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Havilar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor she uses now. She has never given up on her painting dream.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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20 (+5) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Celestial
Attacks Melee +7 / 1d4+5, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +5
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Trail Peak, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his left hand. His cinnamon fur is braided into rings. He has copper eyes.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Trail was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.
Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Tourmaline (70 gp).
Silgre Kent, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her pickaxe with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She has a hunchback. Her moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 17 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Druidic, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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