Aura Of Ivory, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'2". She wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and her gloved hand is found clutching a sai. She keeps her lavender fur in a pixie cut. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.
Motivation: To unite with her sister; and regain custody of her son
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Nature, Family. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.
Quarion Cithreth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a tan shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Quarion 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. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Celestial, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Breastplate.
Dabbledob Umbodoben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. He is baby faced.
Personality: Dabbledob is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. 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. Dabbledob fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, In love. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).
Matilda Pinkerton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She wears professional attire. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with poetry. She constantly tries to fill her life with poetry. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Matilda 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. Matilda abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Giant, Auran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp. Aquamarine (200 gp).
Antinua Sylvaranth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available she will default to her scimitar. She is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around her ears. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. While she appears to be a normal Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.
Thervan Amakiir, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Thervan 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Joker, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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5 (-3) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d6-3, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 360 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). 4 Smokesticks.
Adran Mystralath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Golden pearl (130 gp).
Lone Of Dragons, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: 6'5" and muscular, this northern woman dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her fur is orange, silky, and of moderate length. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Soapmaker they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Servant, and she later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).
Odorr Rodney, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: He was born into a rich family. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He tends to his Butcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and balancing his hectic life and new butcher responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Job. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
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