Eiravel Lathalas, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: Eiravel lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 37 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 500 gp. Black pearl (1500 gp). 1 Good lock. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Masterwork manacles.
Spear On the Mountaintop, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 5'0". She wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a red scarf. She has styled her red fur well, parting it to the left. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She invites people to come help in her community garden.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 61 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 1800 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2900 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).
Skamos Conviction, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears dull green sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. His hair is short and white. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.
History: Skamos was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Junk Dealer responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 34 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 2d6-2, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +4
Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Kabbarg Hamilton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Detective profession.
History: Born in the south to a Mortician, Kabbarg learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. In her 17th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and sabotage a competitor
Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 13)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 73 (13d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Orc, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d4+2, Ranged +5 / 4d4+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 3000 gp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Coral (90 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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