Shivering Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 5'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He very much looks the part of a Weaver. His brown fur is unkempt and raggedy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is an amazing painter.
History: He got into the Weaver business at a young age. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Weaver responsibilities is difficult.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 pp.
Leaf Grass, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her fur is yellow, silky, and of moderate length. Her amber eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Spy born in the past three hundred years. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.
History: She comes from a rich eastern family. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs; and balancing her hectic life and new spy responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
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: 40 gp.
Mormog Breeden, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his mace. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Mormog is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.
Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 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 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Habor Chant, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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 feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 180 gp.
Dayereth Fasharash, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple blue robe with green stripes complete with hood. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is a Assassin first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Dayereth 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 Dayereth. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Assassin.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, 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: 1000 cp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp).
Jacoba Shelly, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears just a brown suit, and she perpetually has her shield ready. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her poetry with anyone who is interested.
History: Jacoba lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jacoba fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan, Ignan, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, 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: 380 gp.
Ovina Glanhig, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is dressed in an above average manner, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Pyntle Maekkelferce, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and is pretty ugly. Her black hair is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are amber and beady.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Pyntle's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Map Maker but believes her peers are too gung-ho.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Pyntle has worked very hard to control her curse. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her.
Ideals: Impeccable, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Dwarven, Abyssal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 350 gp.
Marastyr Bigtoe, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her eyes are likewise green.
Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: Her druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 290 gp.
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