Tagga Ryland, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a white tunic with brown highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: She comes from a rich northern family. She has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and marry her brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 54 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Drogo Kitchur, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Butcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Butcher for the past few years.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Terran, Halfling, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Reynard Davenport, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Reynard grew up listening to his mother's many stories. After coming to the age of reason, Reynard took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.
Ideals: Joker, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Skirt In Woods, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a red coat with white slacks. His orange fur is heavily combed to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 16. 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. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of dire rats
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 67 (8d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +3 / 2d10+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 1500 gp.
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