Lone Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears his orange fur up. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Lone was born with his mother's beautiful face. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sculptor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has achieved small success as a Sculptor.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 16 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 260 gp. Black opal (600 gp).
Dabbledob Fabblestabble, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, marred by sweets. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: Gifted from a young age, Dabbledob studied abroad. A gifted student he started as a Marshal, but he got bored and became a Assassin. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longsword.
Motivation: Gnomish compassion; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 58 (11d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven, Undercommon, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d8+0, Ranged +7 / 3d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1300 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (900 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp).
Emerald Fang, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He wears a colorful flower in his red fur. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Emerald isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Emerald is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Emerald was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 21 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant
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 | 4 | 2 | 1 |
Possessions: 20000 cp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp).
Maynild Larson, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her golden hair is still thick. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Maynild grew up listening to her mother's many stories. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. 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: Someone believes her a fraud; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge
Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 26 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Gnoll, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 0 |
Possessions: 2800 sp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp).
Ralf Thornton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a great chef.
History: He was born in the north. Ralf was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Shepherd. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Draconic, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
William Amakiir, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a yellow costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bounty Hunter arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and money/treasure
Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 25 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 2d4-3, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 500 gp. Pink pearl (110 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp).
Dean Astley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He usually wears his brown robe and has his flail always slung over his shoulder. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: Dean was born with his father's beautiful face. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 250 gp.
Doudra Fharngnarthnost, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She wears professional attire. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly daggers and shortspears. She has moderate length silver crest. Her skin is flawless and her gold eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She receives visions of the future at random moments
History: She got into the Fletcher business at a young age. Ostracized due to the martial powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 19 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Aquan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +6
Possessions: 130 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Myathethil Netyoive, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She sports white long hair. She has a dull look in her amber eyes.
Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Myathethil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
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