Shamash Nemmonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat and is in decent physical shape. He wears his gold crest down. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Through the years after Shamash was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Shamash's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a rival would like him out of the picture
Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 30 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +3 / 3d4+0, Grapple +4
Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).
Spear Paws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a brown tunic with tan highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes, and he perpetually has his scythe ready. His fur is beige and curly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Sculptor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: 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.
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 48 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +7 / 3d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Hecat Blame, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her silver hair is long and unkept. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Hecat was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 18 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran, Gnoll, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 380 gp.
Williamina Branson, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a grey shirt with thin white vertical stripes and brown pants. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her hair is silver and very short. Her eyes are hazel and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (180 gp).
Verin Severity, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a simple black robe with blue stripes complete with hood. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Her skin is flawless and her silver eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people
Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 800 sp.
Ar-Karo Upton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a white tunic with tan highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes. His black hair is long and unkept. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Spy for the past few years.
Motivation: To be a Barrister again.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Terse. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 25 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Silk rope.
Halimath Dukakis, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
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 very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. 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: To get a good night's sleep; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 26 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +1 / 2d4-2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 2000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
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