Creega Presley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She very much looks the part of a Sellsword. Her tied-back hair is red. Her skin is flawless and her brown eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.
History: She got into the Sellsword business at a young age. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end.
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 27 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1200 sp.
Skirt Of Wine, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears brown trousers with white and pastel striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her red fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Being born in the north, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the north for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Bookbinder for the past few years.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Flaws: Addict, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 110 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (30 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp).
Ovak Brent, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her golden hair is well kept. Her eyes are a pleasant green.
Personality: This woman loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. She invites people to come help in her community garden.
History: The child of a Locksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Ovak was taken on many hunting expeditions. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She now spends her time doing works of charity.
Motivation: To settle down with her crush.
Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 50 (10d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +4 / 3d6+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 2100 gp. Black star sapphire (800 gp). Jet (70 gp). Amber (70 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Red spinel (70 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Golden pearl (70 gp). Iolite (80 gp).
Zedaar Orexijandilin, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. He keeps his long silver crest kept up in a rat tail. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Zedaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Zedaar 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 38 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 25000 sp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Aramil Franklin, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears an entirely yellow suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is white and curly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.
History: Aramil lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Jeweler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Flaws: Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 46 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 600 gp.
Eberk Foamtankard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and green handkerchief worn on his right side. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is long and brown with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He is baby faced.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Debt. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 22 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan, Goblin, Infernal, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Art Mirror, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape and is in decent physical shape. His gray fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: Art lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He found a children's book about a Tabaxi Wizard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Has a crush, Family, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 30 (10d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +3 / 3d6-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 |
Possessions: 2400 gp.
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