Faral Plemens, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a violet shirt with thin black vertical stripes and green pants. Her hair is red and curly. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. 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: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Faral was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Military. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: Just what you see.
Tricking Fang, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears an entirely pastel suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His cinnamon fur is knotted and matted. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving 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: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Tricking never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 76 (10d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 20 (+5) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d6-1, Ranged +9 / 3d6+5, Grapple +7
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 800 gp. Solid gold idol (300 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).
Taklinn Torevir, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is still thick. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.
Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: He was born in a small desert village. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Opinionated, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Can't modulate volume
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Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 45 (5d12)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: Just what you see.
Bella Fastfoot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Bella is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She worked as a nervous Sage and found it very stressful. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and wants to raise her children well
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'8") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 36 (5d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Halfling, Sylvan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 800 gp.
Ekk Blythe, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame, and carries scimitars. Her auburn hair is still thick. Her skin is flawless and her gray eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Ekk reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Shipwright they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Unemployed, and she later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 30 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +1 / 2d8-2, Grapple +1
Possessions: 500 gp.
Felosial Hart, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she tends to wear a violet poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around her ears. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady brown eyes.
Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she has decided she is irredeemable
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Shortens vowels
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Medium (4'8") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 60 (11d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d8+3, Ranged +3 / 3d8-1, Grapple +3
Possessions: Azurite (4 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Jade (90 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Snafû Bradshaw, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears a worn and beaten armor. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Snafû grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Snafû. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: Seeks redemption.
Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 30 (12d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc, Infernal, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d10+1, Ranged +5 / 3d10+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 |
Possessions: 4000 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Red spinel (60 gp).
Travok Strakeln, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears professional attire. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Servant mother left him crippled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
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Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc, Terran, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 160 gp.
Kite Of Clay, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her fur is short and black. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep copper.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her martial abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (10d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Ignan, Druidic, Halfling, Draconic
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 10000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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