Cloak Of Claws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A 5'9" northern woman, she wears a fancy brown dress. She wears her lavender fur down. Her blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Cloak wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and regain custody of her son
Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 170 gp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp).
Halimath Garcia, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a shortbow on his belt. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Halimath 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 he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Greedy, Lazy. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 16 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.
Lance McLeod, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears a fancy yellow suit. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has achieved small success as a Map Maker.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to be a courier again
Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 17 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 4 | 2 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Coral (90 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). 1 Antitoxin.
Tricking Thunder, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze, and is pretty ugly. His orange fur has been sun bleached extensively. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Butcher business.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Tricking was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He is greedy.
Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 69 (10d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +3 / 3d6-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 1 |
Possessions: 230 pp. Banded agate (10 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp).
Nicor Tolerance, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are black.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 29 (3d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Bagabug Stanford, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is silver and curly. His eyes are likewise blue.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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 in a island tribe. Bagabug abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 15)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 104 (15d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d8+1, Ranged +6 / 4d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 0 | 2 | 1 | 1 |
Possessions: 5000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.
Robert Horineth, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a simple violet robe with black stripes complete with hood. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Spice Merchant. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to clean up the streets
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 47 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Draconic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 2d4-1, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 sp. Amber (90 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Maagog Orexijandilin, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat, and he perpetually has his glaive ready. His red crest is greasy and uncared for. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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: Tiefling compassion; and retire the richest man in the west
Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (4d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Ielenia Ariessus, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She prefers to wear blue clothing when she does not wear armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'3" when asserting herself. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When Ielenia reached her early adolescence her Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 110 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (40 gp).
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