Ghaliver Stoutman, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He worked as a nervous Stableman and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new stableman responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 40 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +4 / 2d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 5 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30000 cp.
Tricking Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He very much looks the part of a Barkeep. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length lavender fur. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.
History: He comes from a rich eastern family. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Barkeep. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 16 (2d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Ignan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.
Nicholas Colby, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He likes to wear grey tank tops with tan pants. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Nicholas was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. After coming to the age of reason, Nicholas took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan, Terran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +5
Possessions: 30 pp.
Harvest Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sailor. His cinnamon fur is still thick. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is greedy
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 43 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Gnome, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 2000 sp.
Naeris Koehlanna, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Naeris is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to unite with his sister
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 gp. Chrysoberyl (70 gp).
Nimble Mirror, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a brown coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His cinnamon fur is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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.
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 2 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. Pink pearl (50 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Roger Beitz, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears just a brown suit. He wears his red hair down. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. The war was a terrible time for him, and Roger does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: Roger was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Roger was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Assassin.
Motivation: To be a Priest again.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 15 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Ignan, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Hourglass.
Forcas Silence, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a red coat with blue slacks. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly nunchakus and warhammers. His dark red hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is a Hunter first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Hunter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Forcas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has decided he is irredeemable
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Rich. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 27 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Taklinn Goldfinder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are hazel.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Taklinn's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Stableman mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Taklinn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
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