Kyle Dalton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A 5'5" western man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are amber.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A gifted student he started as a Animal Trainer, but he got bored and became a Adventurer. He became a Adventurer soon after.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Job, Military. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Ignan, Infernal
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.
Jarana Ironfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her monstrous two handed axe with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: This woman loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. After coming to the age of reason, Jarana took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Mormo Wisdom, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and is pretty ugly. His white hair is knotted and matted. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He hates Tieflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mormo grew up listening to his father's many stories. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Mormo grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Mormo. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.
Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Forgetful. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Celestial, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
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.
Eldon Murnig, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his blonde hair up. He has amber eyes and a blue hat with a white feather.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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 to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 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: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic, Orc
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +0 / 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: 200 sp. Citrine (70 gp). 4 Antitoxin.
Gargax Wystongjiir, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His crest is brass and very short. His eyes are likewise red.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, In love, Military. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged -1 / 1d4-3, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp. Red spinel (110 gp).
Two Llamas In the Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She has no fur. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is fiercely devoted to her father, and views her father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Bricklayer for hire.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well.
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Rich, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Celestial, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.
Rhogar Zzzxaaxthroth, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. His bronze crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
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 a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he seems to be bored by most things
Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Debt. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Trail Of Spirit, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: 5'5" and muscular, this southern man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. He keeps his long orange fur kept up in a rat tail. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trail fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 27 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 14000 sp. Onyx (40 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Tree Paws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged woman wears skinny pants and wears a brown and white robe with the hood down and is in decent physical shape. She has cinnamon fur. Her yellow eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Shipwright profession.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She now owns her own business.
Motivation: Expand her business.
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 170 gp.
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