Left-Handed Of Ivory, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 6'10" and wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise copper. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He feeds upon the attention of others.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: He wants to get laid.
Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic, Aquan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp. Freshwater pearl (16 gp).
Delre Strongheart, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A 3'11" northern woman, she wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She has styled her white hair well, parting it to the right. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady violet eyes.
Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. The war was a terrible time for her, and Delre does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Halfling compassion; and her religion dominates her actions
Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 2 (-4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 370 gp.
Elysande Sylvaranth, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She has moderate length red hair. She has amber eyes and a violet hat with a black feather.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.
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. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. During her travels, Elysande and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Elysande discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Elysande fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.
Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 pp.
Caramip Nopenstallen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. 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. Her hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Curran Warmwater, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.
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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: Curran hails from a village terrorized by orcs. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Smoking Of Shadows, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. His beige fur is heavily combed to the left. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: Smoking hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: Smoking was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 gp. A small bag of saffron. (80 gp). 4 Thunderstones.
Melissa Dmitriyev, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She has a hunchback. Her chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are violet and catlike.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: Melissa lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her mother worked until she suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. She had to support her now crippled mother and took her mother's old job. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sailor and was forced into it by her family; and wants to raise her children well
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Yurk Haley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. His auburn hair is still thick. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: Gifted from a young age, Yurk studied abroad. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Yurk 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 to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Druidic, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Jasper (30 gp).
Spear Hummingbird, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'3". 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, and her gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. Her lavender fur is smooth and relatively long. Her copper eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She has all her life been fascinated with singing.
History: She was born into a rich family. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Tiefling companion (her 'brother'). She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and money/treasure
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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