Gnarsh Tickle, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Gnarsh will drive conversation. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Gnarsh was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Baker. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Italian accent
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Medium (6'6") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 7 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged -1 / 1d4-3, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Dagger Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She tends to wear a brown poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her fur is brown and curly. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson brown hat.
Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Lazy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: French accent
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Medium (4'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 42 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Aquan, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 4000 sp. Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Naivara Raethran, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her hair is white and curly. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Naivara was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Tabaxi companion (her 'brother'). She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is her passion; and she feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 20 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Olivia Cherrycheeks, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender woman wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her silver hair is well kept. Her skin is flawless and her hazel eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She hates brigands. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. 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: Olivia was born with her father's beautiful face. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and many brigands want her driven away
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 24 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +7 / 2d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 20000 cp. Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Black star sapphire (700 gp). Rose (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Fivin Holland, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His head has been shaved. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 28. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: Fivin was born the youngest of three triplets. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 21 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 1600 sp.
Dain Torevir, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a brown costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His red hair is long and unkept. His eyes are gray and catlike.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dain isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: High pitched and raspy
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Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 500 sp.
Left-Handed Blossom, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears pastel trousers with brown and black striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her orange fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are copper.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Left-Handed took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortspear and armor she uses now. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is her passion.
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Theirastra Wasanthi, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. She sports a flattop hair cut. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gray.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Gruff and masculine
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Medium (5'0") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2500 sp.
Liftrasa Bigtoe, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. She has dyed her greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and to settle down with her crush
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Silk rope.
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