Engong Rylan, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. Her golden hair is singed and shortened. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: Engong is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 30 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +6 / 2d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Drusilia Galanodel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. She wears a blue vest and prefers grey and green shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, marred by beers. Her chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She is baby faced.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Drusilia grew up listening to her mother's many stories. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with her old friends
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 56 (7d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d8-1, Ranged +7 / 2d8+4, Grapple +2
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Bucklal Fatrabbit, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears professional attire. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He uses divination through singing.
History: He was born in the east. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying east to reunite his family. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Thunderstones.
Roge Reedfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are violet.
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. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: Gifted from a young age, Roge studied abroad. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Ploughman; and retire the richest man in the north
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 48 (6d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d6-1, Ranged +7 / 2d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp.
Gimble Raulnor, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: He comes from a rich western family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to prove his worth to the world
Flaws: Insane, Terse, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 38 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 20000 sp. Moss agate (16 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Andry Hogcollar, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady hazel eyes.
Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions
Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 33 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp).
Kite Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She wears her lavender fur down. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Kite isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kite grew up listening to her mother's many stories. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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. Kite took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up nunchaku and armor she uses now. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 10)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 57 (10d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d6+1, Ranged +7 / 3d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 11000 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (130 gp).
Nalaed Orcfoe, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her auburn hair is wavy and long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: Nalaed 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. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.
History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and an old rival family wants her found
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Family, Religious. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 2 (-4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome, Infernal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Joser Tosscobble, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is white and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Joser enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Joser took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He bought a hand crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Painter
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 200 gp.
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