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Tricking Shoe, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: 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 fur is lavender, silky, and of moderate length. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. After a long history of fighting, Tricking and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and her religion dominates her actions

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Italian accent

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Tricking Shoe, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)17 (+3) 17 (+3)15 (+2) 16 (+3)11 (+0)
Skills History +4, Performance +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Terran, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 310 gp.


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Halander Fatrabbit, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: This man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 12th 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Eastern European accent

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Halander Fatrabbit, Male Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (3'2") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
4 (-3)12 (+1) 13 (+1)13 (+1) 13 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Medicine +3, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 130 gp.


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Sweet Mist, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his gray fur down. His ears are large.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

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Sweet Mist, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)15 (+2) 12 (+1)9 (-1) 13 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Arcana +1, Sleight of Hand +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Silk rope.


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Mialee Cithreth, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Mialee isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sleepy voice

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Mialee Cithreth, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)14 (+2) 6 (-2)12 (+1) 9 (-1)6 (-2)
Skills Animal Handling +1, Persuasion +0
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Fargrim Deepdelver, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His head has been shaved. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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 born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Italian accent

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Fargrim Deepdelver, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)15 (+2) 15 (+2)8 (-1) 16 (+3)11 (+0)
Skills Arcana +1, Insight +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 1600 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).


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Rangrim Fireforge, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rangrim grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

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Rangrim Fireforge, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)7 (-2) 12 (+1)15 (+2) 15 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills Perception +4, Persuasion +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12650000

Possessions: 100 gp.


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Paelias Sylvaranth, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Paelias was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Attributes [hide]

Paelias Sylvaranth, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'3") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
6 (-2)11 (+0) 8 (-1)13 (+1) 9 (-1)14 (+2)
Skills Athletics +0, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 200 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Banded mail.


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Dentratha Ghaallixirn, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a longbow on her belt. She has styled her brass crest well, parting it to the left. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Dentratha was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Being a Animal Trainer kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

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Dentratha Ghaallixirn, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)16 (+3) 13 (+1)13 (+1) 14 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +3, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 400 sp.


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Jacoba Mori, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a grey and black robe with the hood down, and carries lances. Her long blonde hair reaches down to her waist. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: She comes from a rich southern family. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Jacoba took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor she uses now. She bought a lance and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Hollow voice

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Jacoba Mori, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'11") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)12 (+1) 14 (+2)7 (-2) 11 (+0)15 (+2)
Skills Arcana +0, Deception +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 20 pp.


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