Ribbles Lingenhall, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His eyes are amber.
Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. To his fellows he 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Servant arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Servant. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Rich, Job. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 14)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 78 (14d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven, Halfling, Giant
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d6+1, Ranged +5 / 4d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 5 | 5 | 4 |
Possessions: 400 pp. Rose (40 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1300 gp). Jet (120 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Dreali Coleman, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a violet vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his violet boots flare out at the collars. He wears his brown hair up. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Dreali was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, 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 Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Gnoll, Druidic, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Chain shirt.
Fragrant Blossom, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This malnourished man very much looks the part of a Spy. His gray fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are copper.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He takes great joy in being the best Spy in town.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.
Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 290 gp.
Great Thundercloud, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his brown fur down. His eyes are copper and catlike.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Great took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 28 (3d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 2100 sp.
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