Myathethil Ariessus, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. Her hair is short and red. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.
History: Gifted from a young age, Myathethil studied abroad. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Myathethil took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up warhammer and armor she uses now. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and she desires to right it; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Family. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Bimpnottin Nopenstallen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. Her brown hair is well kept. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Bimpnottin grew up listening to her mother's many stories. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and meet up once more with her childhood friend
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 13 (4d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 14000 sp.
Shivering Peak, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. His orange fur is braided into rings. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Shivering took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He is greedy; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Shifting Fang, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His copper eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: Shifting hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has never given up on his writing dream.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 41 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +6
Possessions: 70 pp. Red spinel (70 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Rose (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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