Thea Warmwater, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman wears an entirely white suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Thea was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 32 (3d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Halfling, Auran, Infernal, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 14000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Fragrant In Woods, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 5'1" and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her red fur is braided into rings. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. 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 raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is wracked by social anxiety
Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 45 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +4 / 3d6+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 4 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: Blue quartz (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Eggren Dhyrktelonis, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a black coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon her head. Her copper crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her gold eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson black hat.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Eggren's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She invites people to come help in her community garden.
History: She was born in a small mountains village. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes
Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Infernal, Giant, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 140 pp.
Fax Vangdondalor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'4". He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. His white crest is knotted and matted. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: He was born into a rich family. When Fax reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 36 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d6+3, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +5
Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Nalral Thrahak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He is content; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 89 (10d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 1 |
Possessions: 13000 sp. Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Red garnet (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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