Thea Porridgepot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged woman wears a red vest and prefers pastel and blue shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down and is in decent physical shape. Her hair is long and silver with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small red clips. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Thea is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She receives visions of the future at random moments
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. After coming to the age of reason, Thea took it upon herself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was granted arcane powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 34 (5d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Drifting Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He has wavy yellow fur. He is baby faced.
Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Drifting was born the youngest of three triplets. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Cook work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cook work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Cook like his father before him.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Cook responsibilities is difficult.
Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork manacles.
Veloptima Waggletop, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her silver hair is cut short. She has brown eyes and a tan hat with a green feather.
Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: Veloptima was born the youngest of three triplets. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.
Motivation: To pay off her debts; and to unite with her sister
Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Family, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 24 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +4
Possessions: 20000 sp.
Left-Handed Fang, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His red fur is long and unkept. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Left-Handed isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: He was born in the north. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp.
Harvest Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sword, just in case. His gray fur is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Weaver who has hired him part-time. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Harvest was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he's in love
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 5 (-3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Norman Roscoe, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: 5'9" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a strong sense of loyalty to tabaxi people
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Neutral Good (CR 11)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 42 (11d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 17
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d8+2, Ranged +5 / 3d8+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1800 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1600 gp).
Thava Shestendeliath, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing right arm. She wears just a green suit. Her brass crest is smooth and relatively long. Her half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: Thava hails from a village terrorized by goblins. As a young child she wandered into the woods despite her father's warnings against it. Afterwards she claimed she had encountered goblins who tried to eat her hand. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and she desires to right it; and she feels kind of lost in life
Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 17 (6d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +7 / 2d6+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: Silver pearl (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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