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Bune Merit, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Architect. She has worked as a Architect like her father before her.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and expand her business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

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Bune Merit, Female Tiefling Warrior 3
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)14 (+2) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 13 (+1)10 (+0)
Skills Nature +4, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: 16000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Vanuath Eathalena, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This man usually wears his yellow robe and has his warhammer always slung over his shoulder, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Vanuath embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: German accent

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Vanuath Eathalena, Male Half-Elf Adept 5
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)14 (+2) 8 (-1)11 (+0) 12 (+1)8 (-1)
Skills Animal Handling +4, Performance +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12321

Possessions: 3000 sp.


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Eberdeb Timbers, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Eberdeb was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. After coming to the age of reason, Eberdeb took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Can't modulate volume

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Eberdeb Timbers, Male Gnome Warlock 1
Small (3'2") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)14 (+2) 19 (+4)11 (+0) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Persuasion +3, Stealth +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1021

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Spear Buttons, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This exceptionally lanky woman prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her lavender fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She was born into a rich family. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Soft and mumbly

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Spear Buttons, Female Tabaxi Warlock 4
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 27 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)15 (+2) 13 (+1)9 (-1) 11 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Persuasion +2, Stealth +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 28000 cp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp).


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Havilar Clethtinthiallor, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. She is portly but not overly obese. Her copper crest is greasy and uncared for. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Mayor but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Havilar has worked very hard to control her curse. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To pay off her debts; and money/treasure

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Pirate accent

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Havilar Clethtinthiallor, Female Dragonborn Aristocrat 6
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)12 (+1) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 11 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +3

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Nurkara Ungart, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a grey and tan robe with the hood down. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady violet eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Through the years after Nurkara was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Nurkara's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

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Nurkara Ungart, Female Dwarf Warrior 2
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 19 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)16 (+3) 12 (+1)10 (+0) 9 (-1)9 (-1)
Skills Athletics +5, Insight +1
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3

Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Simple lock.


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Trail Peak, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She keeps her orange fur in a flapper bob. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Born in the north to a Blacksmith, Trail learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She's also a talented Junk Dealer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing her hectic life and new blacksmith responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Draws out vowels

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Trail Peak, Female Tabaxi Warrior 7
Medium (4'7") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 61 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)17 (+3) 14 (+2)12 (+1) 12 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Sleight of Hand +6, Stealth +6
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +3

Possessions: 80 pp.


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Cloud Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His fur is orange and very short. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cloud fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Hissing voice

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Cloud Of Claws, Male Tabaxi Fighter 10
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 56 (10d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)15 (+2) 10 (+0)10 (+0) 11 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills History +4, Intimidation +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +2

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Delebean Nackle, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tan shirt with thin white vertical stripes and grey pants. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; 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: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Can't modulate volume

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Delebean Nackle, Male Gnome Paladin 2
Small (3'8") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 19 (2d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)13 (+1) 11 (+0)11 (+0) 13 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Insight +3, Medicine +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day110000

Possessions: 120 pp. 1 Half-Plate.


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