Flask Of Ebony, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her black fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is greedy
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Courier
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common
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: 2000 cp.
Nimble Mirror, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. She is physically well-built. Her lavender fur is long and unkept. She has a dull look in her green eyes.
Personality: Nimble is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She is greedy; and she loathes her own lifestyle
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Duvamil Horcusporcus, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: She was born in the east. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out
Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Server
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Darkwood Shield.
Meriele Ethanasath, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: Gifted from a young age, Meriele studied abroad. A freak accident while working with her Detective father left her crippled. During her travels, Meriele and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Meriele discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Meriele fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.
Motivation: She is greedy; and meet up once more with her childhood friend
Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
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: 80 gp. Red-brown spinel (160 gp). 3 Holy water.
Flame Of World, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has done his best to style his yellow fur to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Flame's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: He is a Maurezhi in disguise. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. White pearl (120 gp).
Heian Hanali, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Born to a Sage, his father struggled to pay the bills. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Revenge; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Server
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Mastema Joy, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 5'8", this woman wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mastema fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Odo Iathrana, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears his blonde hair up. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: Born in the north to a Seamstress, Odo learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Through the years after Odo was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Odo's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.
Flaws: Emotional, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Druidic, Abyssal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Ethereal Of Clay, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants. Her lavender fur is knotted and matted. She has amber eyes and a pastel hat with a violet feather.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: She was born in a small desert village. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and her religion dominates her actions
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Religious, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Celestial, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp. Malachite (8 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp).
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