Shava Bulsara, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She has slicked back brown hair. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Shava was born the youngest of three triplets. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shava fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
Possessions: 320 gp. Iolite (40 gp).
Simon Ramsay, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a missing right leg. He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.
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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: He was born in the west. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it
Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 32 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d8+3, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Nutae Erenaeth, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 13)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 50 (13d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Gnoll, Auran
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d4+2, Ranged +4 / 4d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 |
Possessions: 200 pp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (20 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (20 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Great Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his longsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His fur is white and curly. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 38 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic, Gnome
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1400 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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