Kaladan Pfaphnyrennish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His green crest is smooth and relatively long. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Shoemaker. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Kaladan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 13)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 100 (13d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d4+0, Ranged +6 / 4d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 2000 gp.
Eleanor Wallace, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her blonde hair is long and unkept. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Eleanor is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she is greedy
Ideals: Pacifist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Jane Ramsay, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears tattered old clothes. Her chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: She wants to get laid; and wants her loneliness to end
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: Jade (150 gp).
Naivara Berevan, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. She carries with her a set of shortspears, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.
Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Through the years after Naivara was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Naivara's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Naivara and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 60 pp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp).
Harvest In the Wind, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he likes to wear brown tank tops with blue pants. He has moderate length gray fur. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: Harvest was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, 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 Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dragonborn companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 65 (10d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 2300 gp. Black star sapphire (1100 gp). Coral (150 gp). White opal (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp).
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