Ralf Harley, Male Human [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 an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. His ears are large.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Professionalism, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d8-3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Azzakh Raghthroknaar, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears a colorful flower in his rusty crest. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: Azzakh was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Miller
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Abyssal
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: 5000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.
Spear Thunder, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This slender woman stands about 5'2". She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her fur is short and yellow. Her eyes are likewise hazel.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Spear reached her early adolescence her Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She is greedy; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich, Military. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin, Druidic
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: Just what you see.
Helja Rakankrak, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She has styled her brown hair well, parting it to the right. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Helja was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother.
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 20 (+5) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 150 gp. 4 Smokesticks.
Kildrak Bloodkith, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His tied-back hair is blonde. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants a kiss
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Mara Mellerelel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is well dressed, constantly wearing a violet suit, brown shirt, and yellow tie, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her head has been shaved. Her ears are large.
Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. 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: Born in the south to a Fortune-teller, Mara learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Mara took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor she uses now. She has taken up work as a Fortune-teller and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult; and to be a bounty hunter again
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
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: 160 gp.
Windy Of Passion, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is very fat, and dresses like a well dressed Assassin does. He keeps his long white fur kept up in a rat tail. His copper eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and retire the richest man in the west
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Sweet Paws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a pastel costume with the symbols of magic on her torso. She wears a colorful flower in her gray fur. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Through the years after Sweet was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Sweet's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Sweet and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end her boredom
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 3 Thunderstones. 3 Thunderstones.
Eberk Aranore, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: Eberk was raised in a hard working conservative environment. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven, Gnome, Infernal
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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