Buvvie Turen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gray eyes.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Buvvie grew up listening to her father's many stories. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan, Infernal, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).
Aelar Iathrana, Male Elf [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 hair in a flapper bob. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: Aelar was born with his father's beautiful face. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 32 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp.
Antrara Phrahdrandon, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. Her brass crest is greasy and uncared for. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Antrara is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Antrara was born on a far southern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Cook. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
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.
Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Kabbarg Royston, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a black small hat and black clothes, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. 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 uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Servant arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Servant. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Servant for the past few years.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: In love, Rich, Job. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Healer’s kit.
Leaf Thundercloud, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tattered old clothes. His orange fur is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 36 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Giant, Draconic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 gp.
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