Gomory Cacophony, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears dull green sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed lance, just in case. She wears her silver hair down. She has a dull look in her silver eyes.
Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: She was born in the west. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Gomory took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor she uses now. She bought a lance and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Oriel Langston, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a brown and black robe with the hood down. She has silver hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
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 lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Born in the west to a Sculptor, Oriel learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She struck the Sculptor job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure
Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Job, Rich, Military. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 36 (4d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Terran, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Masterwork manacles.
Bilbron Sympony, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a grey scarf. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: He was born into a rich family. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 37 (5d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +2 / 2d4-1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 400 gp. Banded agate (16 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Obsidian (16 gp).
Trail In the Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His cinnamon fur is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 34 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Druidic, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 900 gp.
Wiggens Waggletop, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 3'4" and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. The war was a terrible time for him, and Wiggens does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life
Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 26 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan, Undercommon, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Jebeddo Glittergem, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are violet and beady.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 66 (11d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan, Gnoll, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d8+0, Ranged +4 / 3d8+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 180 pp. 1 Minor magic item.
Moon Of Passion, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her orange fur is knotted and matted. Her eyes are blue.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. Through the years after Moon was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Moon's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, In love. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 1 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Shamil Offund, Female Gnome [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. She has styled her red hair well, parting it to the left. Her skin is flawless and her gray eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: Shamil was born with her father's beautiful face. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 30 gp. Amethyst (110 gp).
Williamina Gresham, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available she will default to her bastard sword. She carries with her a set of bastard swords on her belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She wears a deerstalker hat to hide her balding. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Williamina fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 65 (11d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Ignan, Goblin
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d8+2, Ranged +6 / 3d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 |
Possessions: 130 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1200 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1400 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp).
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