Quick Fang, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. He carries a battered shortspear and tarnished morningstar as well. His orange fur is unkempt and raggedy. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: Born to a Engraver, his mother struggled to pay the bills. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 16 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Drifting Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor. She wears her black fur up. Her copper eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Tiefling companion (her 'brother'). She left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 36 (8d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Draconic, Aquan, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d10+2, Ranged +7 / 2d10+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 1600 gp. Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). Silver ewer (60 gp).
Cloud Wind, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His long brown fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.
Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. After months of barely getting by, Cloud managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.
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
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Family, Religious. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Halfling, Goblin
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Furrele Linxakasendalor, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover her moderate length copper crest. Her eyes are gold and beady.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: Furrele was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Through the years after Furrele was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Furrele's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 36 (8d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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20 (+5) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +8 / 2d10+5, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +5
Possessions: 200 gp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp).
Bhevek Greenbottle, Male Halfling [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 has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Bhevek was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Bhevek's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Bhevek and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mason
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Freshwater pearl (4 gp).
Damaia Wit, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 6'1" and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines black.
Personality: This woman loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered music. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like her out of the picture
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 34 (3d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.
Anne Bentley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with green slacks. Her hair is long and black with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small brown clips. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: Gifted from a young age, Anne studied abroad. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Terse, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Server
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 22 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
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