Joan Hayhurst, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears baggy grey pantaloons and a green scarf. Sporting a golden mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her hazel eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Reirak Orcfoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Spring Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Spring hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He works hard and plays hard.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he's attracted to the pc
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Lone Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available she will default to her rapier. Her fur is beige and curly. Her fierce yellow eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. After a long history of fighting, Lone and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 pp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (90 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol.
Falkrunn Caebrek, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Falkrunn grew up listening to her father's many stories. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin, Terran
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Lamlis Ostoroth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man usually wears his blue robe and has his ceremonial dagger always slung over his shoulder, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Butcher for hire.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Logical. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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: 30 gp.
Tod Fatrabbit, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. He has amber eyes and a white hat with a pastel feather.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. Tod is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Tod lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Tod has worked very hard to control his curse. During his travels, Tod and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Tod discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Tod fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Chalcedony (70 gp).
Patrin Ghaallixirn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brass crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He has a dull look in his red eyes.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Patrin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has worked as a Tailor like his father before him.
Motivation: To be a Spice Merchant again; and expand his business
Ideals: Passionate, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Gimgen Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This malnourished man wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. He has violet eyes and a grey hat with a tan feather.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.
Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).
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