Creega Elton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a black tunic with white highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around her shoes. She keeps her blonde hair in a flapper bob. She has a dull look in her brown eyes.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Cook born in the past three hundred years. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Creega took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longsword and armor she uses now. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 14 years.
Motivation: To be a Dilettante again; and a strong sense of loyalty to tiefling people
Flaws: Lazy, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1 Magnifying glass.
Althaea Siannodel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She has dyed her greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes giants are coming to abduct people. 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, Althaea is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Althaea was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it.
Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Right-Handed On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy orange fur. He wears long strands of jet and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a hunchback. His orange fur is heavily combed to the right. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 28 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 400 gp.
Margery Tyndall, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a worn and beaten armor. She has brown hair. Her eyes are blue and beady.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Margery isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. In her 16th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. After a long history of fighting, Margery and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial, Draconic, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
Possessions: Just what you see.
Lucan Iranapha, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available he will default to his greataxe. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he's repulsed by the pc
Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 4 Thunderstones. 4 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Antitoxin.
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