Left-Handed Treat, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His beige fur is greasy and uncared for. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a great chef.
History: Left-Handed was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Soapmaker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Soapmaker work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Jezebeth Agony, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is lean but muscular and is dressed in earthy colors with a black and pastel handkerchief worn on her left side. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.
History: She was born in a small mountains village. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is her passion; and nothing but the best is good enough for her
Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 3 Tanglefoot bags.
Hatae Nailo, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her hair is cut close to her head. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.
Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. 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: She was born on a small isolated farm. Through the years after Hatae was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Hatae's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She bought a quarterstaff and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 4 (-3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: 150 gp. Hematite (5 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Thamior Coleman, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a worn and beaten armor. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to reunite with his absent father
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 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: 30 gp.
Tricking Thunder, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is dressed in an above average manner. He has moderate length lavender fur. His skin is flawless and his yellow eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: He was born into a rich family. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Miller they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Stableman, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich, Family. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Undercommon, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Dagger Shoe, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his long cinnamon fur kept up in a rat tail. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Layabout hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.
Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 110 gp. Hematite (9 gp).
Az-Bror Hallewell, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and a wedding ring on his left hand. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: In love, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Hematite (14 gp).
Vanuath Dalanthan, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: He was born in the west. Vanuath was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Soapmaker. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Ovak Stanford, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This exceptionally lanky woman is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Her brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Ovak was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Shout outs: Stacey, Adam Fowler, Amanda Kettles, Angelo Anderson, Appreciate Witch of Life, AstroLass, bilbens baggo, Brian Nunziato, Bryan Sheairs, Brysen Packer, Bryson Waits, Burlyfighter, Caitlin W., Christopher Allbritton, CJMAXP, Connor, Dalton Elliott, Damon Carrington, Daniel Edwards, David Schraff, Dragons With Jetpacks, Elisa Martinez, eric sun, Ezzela1891, Federica Frezza, Gordon Alexander Fallon, Gundar Wez, Iofire, Irate The Pirate, Jade Arrowood, Jake Lane, Jeremiah Walker, Jess, Joe Dalby, John Nazario, JollyGamer, Jonathan Lekse, Jordan Brazeal, Joshua David Maddox, Justin Snyder, Kerry Melton, Kevin, KFB_Patreon, KingHavok1217, Kingyo Senpai, Kyle Clark, Lisa Tucker, Liz Fontain, Lizzie, Lou Bliss, Luke P, Mario Pizzamiglio, Mark L, Matt Yates, Max Hops, Maxwell Mayer, Michael Hamilton, Millergendraft, mtnman1979@aol.com, Mx Charlie, Mylon Schroder, Nahellion, Nathan, Nicholas Zamora, Nick Soucy, Phil Mehl, Phillip P Torchia, Pythor Sen, R., Rachel Anderson, Ray Bissonnette, Remora Jewel, Robert Rich, Robert Skadsem, Ryan Flagg, SallySparrow132, Sarah Holland, Serafina Moon, Shane Andrews, ShortyMcgibble, Sik Makoyi, Siren, Stefan Gottschalk's, Steve Rosenlund, Stuart, Syn21, That Video Editor Nic, thea musing, Trev909, Vedie V, Vincent Drone, Warren Clarida, Wesley Muncy, XMrMonkyx ., Zachary Burgess-Hicks, zachary gee, Zealot23, Zee Livezey
Their contribution stands as a beacon of hope for all adventurers!

