Ethereal Of Stars, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His fur is cut close to his head. He has yellow eyes.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Baker but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 45 (6d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 4000 sp.
Mamnen Charisma, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 5'11", this man wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is red and curly. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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 blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Family. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 16)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 101 (16d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d10-1, Ranged +6 / 4d10+1, Grapple +7
Possessions: 7000 gp. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.
Lucan Liadon, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.
History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Lucan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and a deep hatred of giants
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 57 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Giant, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +7 / 2d8+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 70000 cp. Black pearl (1300 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Andram Mystery, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a black collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is chestnut and curly. He has a dull look in his silver eyes.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Andram took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. During his travels, Andram and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Andram discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Andram fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: To be a Fletcher again; and he feels kind of lost in life
Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 58 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon, Halfling, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d10+3, Ranged +2 / 2d10-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1200 gp. Eye agate (9 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1000 gp). White opal (1000 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp).
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