Edge In the Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her white fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She feeds upon the attention of others.
History: Born in the north to a Stylist, Edge learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Edge has worked very hard to control her curse. She struck the Stylist job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: Expand her business; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Druidic, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Cloak Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'3". She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and her gloved hand is found clutching a hand crossbow. Her fur is white and very short. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Weaver born in the past three hundred years. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Cloak was born the youngest of three triplets. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. She struck the Weaver job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her.
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Chain shirt.
Fallthra Aranore, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her silver hair is still thick. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines hazel.
Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She plays an instrument quite well.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fallthra grew up listening to her father's many stories. She found a children's book about a Dwarf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.
Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Quespa Imbixtellrhyst, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 6'2", this woman wears a green armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. Her crest is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Quespa was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her first spouse was a Laborer, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and she desires to right it; and many gnolls want her driven away
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Argran Hadleigh, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a white collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, marred by beers. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: Argran hails from a village terrorized by illithids. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Nimble In the Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender woman wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She keeps her brown fur in a pixie cut. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. She is obsessed with her god.
History: Born to a Hunter, her mother struggled to pay the bills. In her 16th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nimble 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 she is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Chrysoberyl (50 gp).
Thervan Selevarun, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Addict, Lazy. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Undercommon, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp.
Trail Thunder, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear pastel clothing when he does not wear armor. He keeps his long black fur kept up in a rat tail. His yellow eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Trail was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.
Motivation: He is greedy; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Optimist, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Goblin, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 370 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (60 gp).
Dariff Torevir, 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 light but she possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. She prefers to wear brown clothing when she does not wear armor. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
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