Fragrant Mirror, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and likes to wear pastel tank tops with violet pants. He has dyed his greying cinnamon fur a little too much giving a sharp cinnamon color. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A gifted student he started as a Miner, but he got bored and became a Sellsword. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: To clean up the streets.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Rock crystal (80 gp).
Pyra Ecstasy, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs, and is pretty ugly. Her chestnut hair is thinning but still full. Her silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She invites people to come help in her community garden.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Draconic, Auran, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Criella Tragedy, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. Her silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In her 13th year, her parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Criella alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Criella was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the orcs.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and many orcs want her driven away
Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 pp.
Berrian Coulson, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Berrian was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Berrian decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.
Motivation: Revenge; and he feels kind of lost in life
Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") 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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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Ellywick Boondiggles, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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. After a long history of fighting, Ellywick and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Morthos Bliss, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady silver eyes.
Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. A true patriot, Morthos would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Interpreter father left him crippled. 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: To protect his home.
Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Kilvar Deepdelver, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who usually wears his brown robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: Born in the west to a Masseuse, Kilvar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has taken up work as a Masseuse and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Secretive, PTSD, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 30 pp. Banded agate (9 gp).
Grigi Hadley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 5'7". She is dressed in a clean white cloak covering her clean studded leather, and her gloved hand is found clutching a morningstar. Her hair is brown and curly. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gray eyes.
Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Grigi grew up listening to her mother's many stories. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Human companion (her 'brother'). During her travels, Grigi and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Grigi discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Grigi fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Expand her business; and to reunite with her old friends
Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Servant
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp).
Roger Everleigh, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a scythe on his belt. He has moderate length auburn hair. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: Roger is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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. Roger fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and to settle down with his crush
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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