Frederick Whitby, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears long strands of ruby and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Menny Cobblelob, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. She carries a battered shortbow and tarnished scythe as well. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes are likewise green.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Menny fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 14)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 52 (14d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d6-1, Ranged +3 / 4d6-2, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 16 | 6 | 5 | 5 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Red garnet (80 gp). Jade (80 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Dagger Timber, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on her right hand. Her beige fur has been sun bleached extensively. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.
History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Gardener and was forced into it by her family; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family, Nature. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 11 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Goblin, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Jet (120 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp).
Norsko Gladstone, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: Born to a Painter, his father struggled to pay the bills. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 90 gp.
Harvest Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a simple pastel robe with brown stripes complete with hood. He keeps his long brown fur kept up in a rat tail. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: Harvest was born with his father's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Harvest took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Harvest never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.
Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, In love. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 25 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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