Beast Of Ale, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. She has done her best to style her white fur to look like a famous performer. Her skin is flawless and her yellow eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: Born to a Butcher, her father struggled to pay the bills. Like her father and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Blacksmith. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Blacksmith for the past few years.
Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and sabotage a competitor
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 45 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 800 gp.
Murook Conway, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing left leg. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. With wild golden hair. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. 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: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Unemployed arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She was granted divine powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 14)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (14d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d6+0, Ranged +7 / 4d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 |
Possessions: 4000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (120 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (120 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).
Darrow Appleblossom, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 14)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 69 (14d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d6+1, Ranged +8 / 4d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 4 |
Possessions: 6000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Trym Wiseacre, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her white robe. She keeps her silver hair in a pixie cut. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. The war was a terrible time for her, and Trym does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the west were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (1d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Aquan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Cressel Fate, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 6'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a green shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: Cressel lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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: Doesn't want to be a Interpreter and was forced into it by his family; and he's looking for his big break
Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 22 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 8000 sp. Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Eye agate (10 gp).
Koeth Casilltenirra, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He carries with him a set of shortbows on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has moderate length auburn hair. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, True Neutral (CR 13)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 76 (13d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d4+0, Ranged +6 / 4d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 4000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1700 gp). 1 Medium magic item.
Tharivol Casilltenirra, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a husky man, who wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is red and curly. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.
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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tharivol does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Tharivol reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 44 (10d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Abyssal, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +5 / 3d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 18000 sp. Zircon (30 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Glûk Davenport, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult man, he likes to wear white tank tops with black pants. His hair is cut close to his head. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Actor. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Dilettante and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found
Flaws: Racist, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 17 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 210 gp.
Sweet Fang, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A 5'7" northern woman, she wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. Her orange fur is matted, messy, and big. Her yellow eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. The war was a terrible time for her, and Sweet does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: She was born in a small plains village. 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 now owns her own business.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.
Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 29 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp.
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