Makaria Clandestine, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. Her hair, while still mostly purple, has prominent grey streaks. She has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she is greedy
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Ignan, Halfling, 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 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Cloak Fang, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has moderate length beige fur. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He is content.
Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Ignan, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (40 gp).
Cloud Paws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is dressed in an above average manner. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on her right hand. Her fur, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Cloud was born with her father's beautiful face. Her first spouse was a Jeweler, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: Expand her business.
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp.
Rosamund Oakes, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a grey Stetson hat and grey clothes. With bright silver hair. Her eyes are green and catlike.
Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. The war was a terrible time for her, and Rosamund does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. A freak accident while working with her Herbalist mother left her crippled. She was granted arcane powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Ida Malcolms, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a violet coat. Her chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are gray and beady.
Personality: Ida is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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 the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Goblin, Infernal, Auran
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Waywocket Timbers, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This woman stands a little under 3'4" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. 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 wears a feathered hat to cover her moderate length white hair. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across
History: Waywocket was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.
Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Chay Porridgepot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is brown and curly. His eyes are gray and beady.
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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. His parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when he was still a young child. The dire rats captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Revenge.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome, Infernal
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 12000 cp. 1 Breastplate.
Heian Klein, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has shaved his head bald. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: Born in the north to a Brewer, Heian learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. While he appears to be a normal Half-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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.
Silent Wing, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants. Her lavender fur is braided into rings. She has amber eyes and a pastel hat with a black feather.
Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and to reunite with her old friends
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp).
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