Riardon Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 5'2" and muscular, this northern man wears a tan coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his poetry dream.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.
Robbie Greenbottle, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: 3'0" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. Her eyes are gray and catlike.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Born to a Baker, her father struggled to pay the bills. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She is content.
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 35 (8d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +6 / 2d10+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Three Hummingbird, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears an entirely pastel suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His black fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: Three was born with his father's beautiful face. In his youth he was a Bellfounder, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Three fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 44 (10d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Druidic
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +7
Possessions: Malachite (4 gp). Sard (50 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Jabbie Gimlen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is long and silver with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Jabbie was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and many giants want him driven away
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 40 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp.
Bethrynna Ariessus, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and wears bulky tan painted plate armor. Her hair is short and chestnut. Her brown eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. One day when Bethrynna was young, her mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly her mother dropped to the ground dead. Her mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Bethrynna was heart-stricken from the event, and her father started working long hours to provde for them. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To unite with her sister; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 gp. Golden pearl (110 gp).
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