Oriel Wentworth, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. She prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts, marred by beers. Her golden hair is greasy and uncared for. She has hazel eyes.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She invites people to come help in her community garden.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She bought a whip and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Shivering Of Winter, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She is portly but not overly obese. Her fur is brown, silky, and of moderate length. Her copper eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered singing. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister; and regain custody of her daughter
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 44 (6d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Foxilon Greenleaf, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 2'10" and likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: Born to a Mason, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. Being a Spice Merchant kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 15)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 83 (15d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d8-1, Ranged +8 / 4d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (900 gp). Fire opal (1600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Harriet Reedfellow, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze, and carries ceremonial daggers. Her hair is cut close to her head. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'8") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 41 (8d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +7 / 2d10+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp.
Erevan Dalanthan, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 14. 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 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: Erevan was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 16 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Abyssal, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 70 pp.
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