Trail Hummingbird, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His black fur, when down, is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, 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) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Druidic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Hogar Reed, Male Half-Orc [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 likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair is red and curly. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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 uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has money and likes to spend it
Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Adrex Mohradyllion, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a green coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He has wavy gold crest. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around 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, Adrex is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Adrex was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Adrex took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and many goblins want him driven away
Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp).
Ronobe Loathe, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak, and a wedding ring on her left hand. She wears her chestnut hair down. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the east were limited. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and her religion dominates her actions
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Sammal Death, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He stands about 5'0" and wears a green tunic with black highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is cut close to his head. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.
Personality: Sammal hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He uses divination through singing.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Entrepeneur, Persistence. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 270 gp.
Brakka Colby, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She usually wears her black robe and has her pickaxe always slung over her shoulder. She keeps her red hair in a flapper bob. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Auran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: Amber (100 gp). Red garnet (100 gp).
Yvonne Remington, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is lean but muscular and is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her hair is long and black with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small brown clips. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.
History: She was raised in a desert tribe. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Tiefling activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tiefling doctor. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and tiefling compassion
Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 23 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Sylvan, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Helen Morton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a brown coat. Her auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. To her fellows she 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: Helen was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.
Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Elven
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp).
Joser Hogcollar, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is typically in his Seamstress uniform. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Expand his business.
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp.
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