Curran Greenbottle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 23. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Curran is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Family, Slave. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 12)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 37 (12d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d10+0, Ranged +5 / 3d10+1, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 gp. Chrysoprase (30 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Shadow Plume, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who prefers to wear flannel. She has brown fur. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She worked as a nervous Mortician and found it very stressful. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Mortician for the past few years.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the east; and to end her boredom
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Sensitive, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Mara Mellerelel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a green coat with tan slacks. She has dyed her greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. Her gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. At a young age her father died while driving off some illithids. Her mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in shortbow use. 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: Many illithids want her driven away; and she wants to get laid
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 16 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 18 (+4) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Infernal
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d10+4, Ranged +6 / 1d10+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.
Antinua Casilltenirra, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are hazel.
Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.
History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Adventurer. She was granted druidic powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and to be a barkeep again
Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 13)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 54 (13d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d4+1, Ranged +8 / 4d4+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 400 pp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (120 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (60 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (800 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
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