Ombul Strongbones, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He likes to wear red tank tops with yellow pants. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.
History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has never given up on his music dream.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Healer’s kit.
Skirt Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has styled his black fur well, parting it to the right. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bookbinder arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He is greedy; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 15)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 129 (15d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d8+0, Ranged +9 / 4d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 0 | 2 | 1 | 1 | 1 |
Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.
Agnes Cromwell, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering her clean studded leather. She wears her golden hair down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Born in the south to a Doctor, Agnes learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Merchant they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Doctor, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Job, In love. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Nurkara Aranore, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a fancy grey dress, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'3" when asserting herself. Her hair is short and red. She wears a mask on her face.
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. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Nurkara hails from a village terrorized by illithids. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by illithids. Nurkara was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the illithids.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and someone believes her a fraud
Ideals: Joker, Extrovert, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 24 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
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 |
Possessions: 1900 sp.
Great Moon, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: 5'4" and muscular, this southern man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His cinnamon fur is lengthy. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. 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. After a long history of fighting, Great and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 66 (10d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 3d6-1, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 17000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
River Wing, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her brown fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. River was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 46 (10d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 70 pp. Golden pearl (70 gp). White opal (800 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Gimble Dunben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Server arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dragonborn companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's looking for his big break
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Server
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 40 (9d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d4+1, Ranged +6 / 3d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 4 | 4 |
Possessions: 40 pp. Fiery yellow corundum (1300 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Hematite (4 gp). White pearl (140 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp).
Seven Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her black fur is heavily combed to the left. Her skin is flawless and her blue eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 9. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Seven 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 Seven. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.
Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 31 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +7 / 3d6+3, Grapple +5
Possessions: 800 gp.
Sarah Quinten, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 5'0" and wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to end her boredom
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 36 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 2d6-2, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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