Salasar Daardendrian, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 6'3", this man is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His red crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: Salasar 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. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sailor.
Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Selfish, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 65 (9d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d4+2, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 20000 cp. Sardonyx (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Elegant Timber, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. His brown fur is knotted and matted. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 41. 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 always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Miller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Flaws: Addict, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 22 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 800 gp. Black pearl (400 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp).
Smoking Of Spirit, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This southern man is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and yellow handkerchief worn on his right side. His clothes are grease stained in places. His fur is short and cinnamon. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and retire the richest man in the south
Ideals: Justice, Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 44 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +8 / 3d6+4, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1400 gp. Blue sapphire (1300 gp). White pearl (50 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Jasper (30 gp).
Savaran Phrahdrandon, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her white crest is lengthy. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. 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. Savaran 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 wants to work out more often
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
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 | 6 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Ella Snowdon, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing right leg. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. She is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around her ears. She has amber eyes and a grey hat with a green feather.
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. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 80 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp).
Vorka Merton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a black broad hat and black clothes. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: The child of a Miller, who enjoyed hunting, Vorka was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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: Wants to work out more often; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Logical, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 38 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +1 / 2d4-2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Gunnloda Ungart, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a brown shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and white pants. Sporting a brown mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gray.
Personality: Gunnloda is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. A freak accident while working with her Barkeep father left her crippled. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 23 (10d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic, Infernal
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d6+2, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2100 gp.
Five Shore, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His fur is beige and very short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are yellow.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: He was born into a rich family. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Cook and was forced into it by his family; and to get a good night's sleep
Flaws: Shy, Selfish, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Solid gold idol (200 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (100 gp).
Emma Northcott, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a brown collared shirt and blue skirt. She accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She is physically well-built. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her ears are large.
Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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: Emma was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Seamstress hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (6d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: Just what you see.
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