Silaqui Netyoive, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is well dressed, constantly wearing a yellow suit, grey shirt, and white tie. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length white hair. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: She was raised in a plains tribe. 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 Glassblower. Being a Glassblower kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Job. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (5d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Phelaia Respect, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She is portly but not overly obese. Her brown hair is still thick. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Auran, Infernal
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Erky Fabblestabble, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his halberd with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Erky was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.
Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 120 gp.
Kathra Dankil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her golden hair is knotted and matted. She has brown eyes.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: Kathra was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, 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 Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Ostracized due to the martial powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Shoemaker. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: She would like to get married and retire.
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 12)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 53 (12d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 3d10-2, Ranged +5 / 3d10+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 300 pp. White pearl (90 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp).
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