Kilia Rumnaheim, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'0" when asserting herself. Her silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.
History: Kilia was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found.
Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 23 (2d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 gp.
Ronwe Hope, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She has no hair. Her eyes are silver and catlike.
Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.
History: Ronwe was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Ronwe was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ronwe decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is her passion; and seeks redemption
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 16 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +2
Possessions: 350 gp.
River Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This late middle aged man wears bulky brown painted plate armor and is in decent physical shape. His fur is lavender and curly. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Armorer who has hired him part-time. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.
History: He was born in the north. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Has a crush, Criminal record, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 13000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Fulbar Underfoot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a husky man, who typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Butcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Fulbar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 9 (1d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Terran, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
Possessions: 2 Antitoxin.
Drifting Buttons, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'6". He prefers to wear pastel clothing when he does not wear armor, and his gloved hand is found clutching a whip. His fur is short and red. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: He comes from a rich northern family. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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