Salasar Beryntolthropal, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries a battered longsword and tarnished shortspear as well. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has never given up on his music dream.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Halfling, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
Possessions: 2000 cp. Carnelian (60 gp). 1 Simple lock.
Sarah Markum, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She stands about 4'7" and prefers to wear flannel. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She has wavy auburn hair. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. 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. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and tabaxi compassion
Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +1
Possessions: 110 gp. Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Pink pearl (50 gp). Amethyst (50 gp).
Whurbin Rakankrak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a simple brown robe with white stripes complete with hood. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
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. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Knight arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 59 (9d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d4+2, Ranged +4 / 3d4+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Roge Thistletop, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. He has green eyes.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.
History: Roge lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 9)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 37 (9d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d4+2, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +3
Possessions: 30 pp. Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Rimple Ironhide, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Lazy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 27 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome, Druidic, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d10-2, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Black star sapphire (700 gp). Amber (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Paelias Firahel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and he perpetually has his greataxe ready. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away
Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Impulsive. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.
Heather Clayton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears skinny pants and wears a brown and blue robe with the hood down. Her golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 29. 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. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.
History: Heather was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She has worked as a Fletcher like her mother before her.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and she's in love
Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 40 (3d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 40 pp.
Oriel Camden, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on her right hand. She has a long auburn ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her eyes are brown and catlike.
Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She enjoys reading and quiet.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Through the years after Oriel was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Oriel's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and money/treasure
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Sardonyx (60 gp).
Two Llamas Paws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. He carries with him a set of sais on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His brown fur is lengthy. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: Two Llamas was born the youngest of three triplets. He 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 he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 8)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 52 (8d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 20 (+5) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d10-1, Ranged +8 / 2d10+5, Grapple +5
Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
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