Shivering Buttons, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a brown vest and prefers white and tan shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her fur is cut close to her head. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Junk Dealer. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.
History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Junk Dealer.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Halfling, Orc, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Koeth Qualanthri, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has moderate length brown hair. His eyes are likewise amber.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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. Koeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Laborer; and wants a kiss
Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Dwarven
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: 70 gp.
Eleanor Wasanthi, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears suspenders and violet workpants. Her shirt is blue, and she wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. Her silver hair is cut short. Her brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1200 sp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.
Mantus Fascination, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a black tunic with grey highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His dark red hair is long and unkept. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He was born in the north. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 70 pp.
Seven Wing, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She wears a brown tunic with blue highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has styled her white fur well, parting it to the right. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.
History: Seven was born with her mother's beautiful face. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She became a Cartwright soon after.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to be a beggar again
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Freshwater pearl (7 gp).
Taklinn Glanhig, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He has gray eyes.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He works hard and plays hard.
History: Taklinn was born the youngest of three triplets. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a sculptor again
Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Riardon Netyoive, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This younger middle-aged man wears professional attire, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Riardon hails from a village terrorized by goblins. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Harbek Bloodkith, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Shy, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 390 gp. Blue quartz (13 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp).
Orianna Conviction, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears a black collared shirt and blue skirt. She accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She wears a deerstalker hat to hide her balding. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: Born to a Bellfounder, her father struggled to pay the bills. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.
Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and to reunite with her old friends
Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, In love. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Superior lock.
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