Adelard Everleigh, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'6" and wears bulky brown painted plate armor. He has blonde hair. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to find somewhere to settle down
Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Slave, Family. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 13000 cp. 1 Everburning torch. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Tanglefoot bags.
Emerald Running, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length cinnamon fur. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).
Anastrianna Sherman, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on her left hand. Her moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing music.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her arcane talents. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Uses sign language
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points -1 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Nuthra Wivvyrholdalphiax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'7" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She wears her brass crest up. Her red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Roofer profession.
History: Nuthra was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Roofer. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Poor, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Pog Boondiggles, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 3'3" and usually wears his tan robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
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. After coming to the age of reason, Pog took it upon himself to study the psionic 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and he's in love
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 16 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Qemuel Joy, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His purple hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.
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 does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. After a long history of fighting, Qemuel and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Abyssal, Sylvan, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Half-Plate.
Cloak Thundercloud, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His yellow fur is long and unkept. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are yellow.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Simple lock.
Right-Handed Mist, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His beige fur is thinning but still full. His eyes are yellow and catlike.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a great chef.
History: Gifted from a young age, Right-Handed studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. 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. Right-Handed 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; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Auran, Druidic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Birel Erenaeth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze. She is an epitome of beauty. Her red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing music.
History: Born in the south to a Shepherd, Birel learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Shepherd responsibilities is difficult; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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