Pyxrin Fharngnarthnost, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a fancy green dress. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her green crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her skin is flawless and her gold eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.
History: She got into the Animal Trainer business at a young age. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Animal Trainer.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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20 (+5) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +7 / 1d4+5, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +5
Possessions: 130 gp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Dagger Of Ale, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'5" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her long white fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines copper.
Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. 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, Dagger is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Dagger was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 58 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d6-1, Ranged +7 / 3d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1600 gp. Chrysoprase (30 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Emerald (800 gp). White opal (800 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Wiggan Fatrabbit, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.
History: The child of a Spy, who enjoyed hunting, Wiggan was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Wiggan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Flaws: Sensitive, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature, Family. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 47 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 8000 sp. Banded agate (7 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Dadalan Phrahdrandon, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His blue crest is unkempt and raggedy. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: Dadalan 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 24 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Abyssal, Undercommon, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d10+4, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Onyx (20 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp).
Mugrunden Vangdondalor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His crest, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: He was born in a small mountains village. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Tanner responsibilities is difficult; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions
Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 2200 sp. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Crowbar.
Trail In the Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This northern woman wears an entirely brown suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bellfounder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 42 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Gnoll, Undercommon, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +7 / 2d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 1 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Trail Of Spirit, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red fur. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a hunchback. His long red fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His ears are large.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Healer father left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Revenge; and many gnolls want him driven away
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 45 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Druidic, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 3d4-1, Ranged +3 / 3d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 1500 gp.
Cecily Raethran, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a violet collared shirt and black skirt. She accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are likewise green.
Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.
History: Cecily lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She tends to her Herbalist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Herbalist responsibilities is difficult; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 27 (8d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d10+1, Ranged +5 / 2d10+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: 900 gp. Onyx (40 gp). Banded agate (8 gp).
Geva Stanley, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: 6'1" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her brown robe. She has wavy red hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by gnolls. Geva was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the gnolls.
Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 90 gp.
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