Flask Mist, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This southern woman is abnormally tall. 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 whole body is exceptionally muscular. She keeps her orange fur in a pixie cut. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.
History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. A freak accident while working with her Apothecary mother left her crippled. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 72 (9d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +6 / 3d4+3, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Trey Wallace, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a grey costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso, marred by sweets. He sports a flattop hair cut. His brown eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is harsh and unforgiving.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp.
Sarah Whitby, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.
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 seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.
History: Born in the north to a Roofer, Sarah learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and balancing her hectic life and new roofer responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 11)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 65 (11d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 17
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d8+0, Ranged +7 / 3d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 4 | 3 |
Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Naivara Harris, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a violet shirt with thin white vertical stripes and black pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'9" when asserting herself. Her moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Naivara 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. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.
History: Naivara was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Dilettante for the past few years.
Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: Jet (120 gp). Blue sapphire (900 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp).
Bryseis Sanity, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She has wavy white hair. Her skin is flawless and her silver eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: Bryseis was born with her mother's beautiful face. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She now spends her time doing works of charity.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 27 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +0
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Lucan Lathalas, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears tattered old clothes. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.
History: He is a Slaad in disguise. A freak accident while working with his Sage father left him crippled. During his travels, Lucan and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Lucan discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Lucan fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Sybil Mellerelel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. She has dyed her greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She is a Sellsword first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.
History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. In her 19th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She's also a talented Carpenter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Dwarven, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +2
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Purban Fastfoot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a simple white robe with yellow stripes complete with hood. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Through the years after Purban was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Purban's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 42 (6d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Draconic
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d6+2, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Birel Amakiir, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She wears her silver hair down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. The war was a terrible time for her, and Birel does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: Her druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +2
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Chain shirt.
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