Engong Home, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender woman wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. Her hair is golden and curly. She has a dull look in her violet eyes.
Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Engong is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the west. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 41 (11d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d8+2, Ranged +7 / 3d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1700 gp. Jasper (70 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Jade (160 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp).
Dara Mellerelel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is in excellent shape and wears bulky blue painted plate armor. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover her moderate length red hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her poetry with anyone who is interested.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 23 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Right-Handed In the Morning, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears long strands of amber and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her orange fur, when down, is lengthy. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She took after her mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her mother taught her to defend herself. When her mother died while fighting brigands, the young Right-Handed began to lead the lost caravan. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west; and someone believes her a fraud
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Guard
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.
Bardryn Silverstone, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Through the years after Bardryn was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Bardryn's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 50 (6d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +2 / 2d6-1, Grapple +0
Possessions: 200 gp. Solid gold idol (800 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (10 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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