Three Of Ale, Male Tabaxi [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 dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has dyed his greying red fur a little too much giving a sharp red color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.
History: Three was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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. After a long history of fighting, Three and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 29 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Goblin, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +7 / 3d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 4 |
Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Fallond Caebrek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a fancy grey suit. He carries a battered greataxe and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are hazel and catlike.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fallond grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 12 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll, Celestial, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10000 cp.
Erevan Othronus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears tattered old clothes. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Blacksmith. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He struck the Blacksmith job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Speaks in third person
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Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 16 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +7 / 2d8+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 700 gp.
Pog Cobblelob, Male Gnome [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 red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His eyes are likewise gray.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: The child of a Butcher, who enjoyed hunting, Pog was taken on many hunting expeditions. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Chaedi Ethanasath, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She has styled her golden hair well, parting it to the right. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.
Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Chaedi was born with her father's beautiful face. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. She now spends her time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Philantrophist, Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 3 (-4) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 3d4-2, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 180 pp. Banded agate (4 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Rich purple corundum (800 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp).
Daar Sumnarghthrysh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and wears bulky green painted plate armor. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She disdains her fellow westerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: She was born in the west. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 north. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother
Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 22 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d8+4, Ranged +2 / 2d8-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Râsh Peyton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. 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. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; 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. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 37 (4d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d10+4, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Red garnet (140 gp). Black pearl (300 gp).
Serpent Of Clay, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She keeps her orange fur in a pixie cut. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.
History: Serpent was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is her passion; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 51 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Goblin, Elven
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 |
Possessions: Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (40 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (40 gp).
Jarsali Tiltathana, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged woman, she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time, and is pretty ugly. Her chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is a Herbalist first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.
History: She was born in the east. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Herbalist. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and sabotage a competitor
Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Undercommon, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: Just what you see.
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