Nutae Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His black hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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, Nutae is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Nutae took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 20 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 pp.
Gimble Miggledy, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This light-skinned male wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He uses divination through singing.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Mundane, PTSD. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 12)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 63 (12d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven, Gnoll, Undercommon, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d10+1, Ranged +5 / 3d10+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 16 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Shava Merit, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She keeps her dark red 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 filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 8)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 33 (8d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal, Gnome
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d10+3, Ranged +3 / 2d10+0, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1300 gp.
Mishann Qyxpahrgh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is scrawny and has patchy scarlet crest. She usually wears her black robe and has her nunchaku always slung over her shoulder. She has a hunchback. She has wavy scarlet crest. Her eyes are likewise gold. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Her parents enrolled her in a Warlock school at a young age so that she could practice her divine talents. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Armorer. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions
Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 31 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 |
Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Findex Nemmonis, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around her neck, and a scythe on her belt. Her silver crest is unkempt and raggedy. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.
History: Findex lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Laborer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.
Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother.
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 10 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged -1 / 1d6-3, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Vistra Trueanvil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. She wears a grey coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon her head. She has dyed her greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. 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 is erratic and paranoid. She believes giants are coming to abduct people. She invites people to come help in her community garden.
History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She has never given up on her painting dream.
Motivation: Many giants want her driven away.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 19 (2d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 180 gp.
Kite Of Wine, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears tattered old clothes. Her lavender fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her eyes are a pleasant yellow.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Kite liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure
Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 59 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Goblin
Attacks Melee +7 / 3d6+3, Ranged +4 / 3d6+0, Grapple +7
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 4 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Jasper (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Nedda Thorngage, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a white vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her white boots flare out at the collars. Her chestnut hair is thinning but still full. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.
History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Gnomish activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Gnomish doctor. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people; and gnomish compassion
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Terse, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 16 (4d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.
Vola Wellington, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her chestnut hair is knotted and matted. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She is harsh and unforgiving.
History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Vola and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.
Flaws: Addict, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d8+0, Ranged +6 / 2d8+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: Alexandrite (1600 gp).
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