Euron Dischord, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a lance on his belt. He has moderate length brown hair. His ears are large.
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 will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove his worth to the world
Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 pp.
Elegant Of Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has no fur. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: He got into the Butcher business at a young age. 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: To be a Seamstress again; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 21 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Thradal Stoutale, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He takes great joy in being the best Miller in town.
History: Thradal was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He found a children's book about a Dwarf Wizard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to be a animal trainer again
Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (5d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 3 |
Possessions: 80 pp. Chrysoprase (70 gp).
Farideh Pyraxtallinost, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her green crest is lengthy. Her red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Farideh has worked very hard to control her curse. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 21 (7d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +2 / 2d8-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Cloak Peak, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She wears her red fur down. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines amber.
Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.
History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bather hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 16 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 11000 cp. Amber (160 gp).
Helja Holderhek, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she very much looks the part of a Weaver. Her hair is auburn and very short. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Ostracized due to the martial powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. She has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and balancing her hectic life and new weaver responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 66 (12d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d10+0, Ranged +5 / 3d10+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Carnelian (80 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Modean Aid, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. He keeps his long dark red hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Military, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 23 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Abyssal, Halfling, Draconic, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Jarsali Caphaxath, Female Elf [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 chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines green.
Personality: She is mildly Elf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. 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 illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jarsali fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, True Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 21 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Silent Of Ivory, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with black slacks. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She has dyed her greying orange fur a little too much giving a sharp orange color. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is a great chef.
History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. 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 was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (5d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 300 gp.
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