Shivering Thunder, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a simple brown robe with green stripes complete with hood. Her long red fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: She was born in a small forest village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Shivering took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor she uses now. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Religious, Nature, In love, Rich. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Harbek Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His red hair is thinning but still full. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: Gifted from a young age, Harbek studied abroad. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Architect. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's in love
Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Broce Pilwicken, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 3'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tattered old clothes. His white hair is knotted and matted. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Broce reached his early adolescence his Gnome father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Trynnicus Kerrhylon, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His brass crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Trynnicus was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Trynnicus abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 pp.
Sammal Idea, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A 5'1" eastern man, he wears bulky black painted plate armor. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise silver. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: Sammal speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. 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 has decided he is irredeemable; and he is greedy
Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, 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: 2300 sp.
Grisha Paxton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mortician. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He tends to his Mortician job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and expand his business
Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Halfling, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp. Red spinel (120 gp).
Pijjirik Caavylteradyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. His copper crest is still thick. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: Pijjirik hails from a village terrorized by drow. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Pijjirik was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.
Motivation: Revenge.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 19 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Druidic, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Roland Pickering, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His amber 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. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.
History: Born in the south to a Stylist, Roland learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Gildmak Brushgather, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He has wavy silver hair. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Gildmak was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 16 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 400 gp. Citrine (80 gp). Emerald (400 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Amethyst (110 gp).
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