Delg Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 45 (8d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Gnome, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +6 / 2d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Spring On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries with him a set of shields on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His lavender fur is smooth and relatively long. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.
History: Spring was born the youngest of three triplets. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Spring grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Spring. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has decided he is irredeemable
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Clerebold Crawford, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his small brown hat.
Personality: Clerebold is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: He was born in a small desert village. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: 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; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 62 (8d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1400 gp.
Ethereal Of World, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is in excellent shape and wears a pastel deerstalker hat and pastel clothes. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She has hazel eyes and a pastel hat with a green feather.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Layabout profession.
History: The child of a Layabout, who enjoyed hunting, Ethereal was taken on many hunting expeditions. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She tends to her Mayor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: She's in love; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 26 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.
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