Torz Hadlee, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: He was born in a small desert village. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Healer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has achieved small success as a Healer.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a mortician again
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 34 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Shadow Thunder, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has done his best to style his orange fur to look like a famous performer. He has gleaming, smiling copper eyes.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Dilettante but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.
Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 64 (10d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d6-1, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +5
Possessions: 2100 gp. Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (130 gp).
Nimble Mist, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a brown tunic with pastel highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His fur is short and black. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: Born in the east to a Hunter, Nimble learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Hunter for the past few years.
Motivation: To be a Sellsword again; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, PTSD, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 23 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal, Auran
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +4 / 3d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Violet garnet (800 gp). Zircon (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Hirrathak Yarjerit, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears skinny pants and wears a green and pastel robe with the hood down. He sports a flattop crest cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Hirrathak speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Hirrathak was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 28 (11d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan, Auran, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +7 / 3d8+3, Grapple +7
Possessions: 1000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (10 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1600 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
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