Cloud Of World, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His black fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His eyes are a pleasant green.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is obsessed with his god.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Through the years after Cloud was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Cloud's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +7 / 1d6+5, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Don Hayden, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and wears a grey vest and prefers violet and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. A true patriot, Don would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Don took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Infernal, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Malquis Rothenel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her brown hair is thinning but still full. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Malquis grew up listening to her father's many stories. Her childhood dream was to be a Map Maker, but she was a colossal failure. She has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Foxilon Hilltopple, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This dark-skinned male is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has amber eyes and a white hat with a grey feather.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Foxilon was born with his father's beautiful face. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Halflings in Foxilon's homeland. Foxilon decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Mamnen Compassion, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is thinning but still full. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He uses divination through singing.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Eiravel Fasharash, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Baker who has hired him part-time. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Baker. He became a Baker soon after.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Nature, Job. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Coral (130 gp).
Eloise Tatum, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She has moderate length brown hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
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 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: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Soapmaker arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Eloise liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and she is greedy
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp. Amethyst (130 gp). 1 Everburning torch.
Ront Astley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He is physically well-built. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Blacksmith. 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 eastern immigrants he idolized his father. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Blacksmith for the past few years.
Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and further expansion of business
Bonds: Job, Enemies, Immigrant, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Terran, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Antitoxin.
Aramil Yaeldrin, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Aramil's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Aramil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Layabout hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and to pay off his debts
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Poor. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
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