Greethen Fharngnarthnost, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull violet iron scale mail. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.
Personality: He is a Ploughman first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 north. He has achieved small success as a Ploughman.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ploughman responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Silk rope.
Volen Crawford, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This eastern woman is abnormally tall. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.
Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Body Guard. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to prove her worth to the world
Flaws: Racist, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, In love. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Amethyst (140 gp).
Great Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She likes to wear pastel tank tops with black skirt. Her cinnamon fur is matted, messy, and big. Her amber eyes peer out from beneath her feathered pastel hat.
Personality: Great wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.
History: She got into the Cook business at a young age. Great 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 has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Cook.
Motivation: Expand her business; and to be a sailor again
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Nedda Wiseacre, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her rapier, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. Sporting a silver mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nedda fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Kerkad Esstyrlynn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brass crest is lengthy. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
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. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
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. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Kerkad was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he would like to get married and retire
Flaws: Disease, Emotional. Bonds: Slave, Has a crush, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
20 (+5) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic, Ignan, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +7 / 1d4+5, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Silent Buttons, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a brown shirt with thin black vertical stripes and green pants. She has moderate length black fur. She is baby faced.
Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. She receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Silent took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor she uses now. She was granted divine powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 240 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp).
Eiravel Lathalas, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An older man who wears a blue shirt with thin red vertical stripes and pastel pants, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are hazel and catlike.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: He was born into a rich family. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
7 (-2) | 20 (+5) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +7 / 1d4+5, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 6000 cp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (40 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol.
Windy Plume, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She wears her white fur up. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her feathered brown hat.
Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Mayor but believes her peers are too gung-ho.
History: Born in the west to a Mayor, Windy 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 has achieved small success as a Mayor.
Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of drow
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 170 gp.
Einkil Deepdelver, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This malnourished man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
---|---|---|---|---|---|
15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.
Shout outs: Stacey, mike richard, Brian Tanner, Serafina Moon, Thomas Spence, Armand Desharnais, Trev909, Bob Goode, TODD RICHARD, Iofire, Caitlin W., Damon Carrington, Mario Pizzamiglio, Phil Mehl, Wesley Muncy, elijah D. maben, R., bruschkin, Vincent Drone, thea musing, Brian Nunziato, Matt Yates, Elisa Martinez, Ryan Flagg, Jade Arrowood, Angelo Anderson, Syn21, Dave Walker, Jonathan Lekse, Katie White, JollyGamer, Tiernan Greenman, Burlyfighter, David R Abbott, Rick Marsh, Brittany DeNicholas, Amanda Kettles, Lou Bliss, Sik Makoyi, Pythor Sen, Bryson Waits, Desedent, Irate The Pirate, Mark L, Siren, AstroLass, Lizzie, Michael Hamilton, Vedie V, Mylon Schroder, Nathan, Jordan Florez, Robert Rich, Jess, Zee Livezey, Kevin, Kerry Melton, SallySparrow132, Millergendraft, Federica Frezza, Nick Soucy, Jeremiah Walker, Bryan Sheairs, chris wilson, Max Hops, Sarah Holland, Joshua David Maddox, Jennifer Smith, Packratt, Liz Fontain, Ray Bissonnette, Joe Dalby, Matt Price, Nicholas Zamora, ShortyMcgibble, Mr. Vinclair, mtnman1979@aol.com, KFB_Patreon, eric sun, Gundar Wez, Nahellion, That Video Editor Nic, bilbens baggo, Stuart, Brysen Packer, Maxwell Mayer, Thobek, XMrMonkyx ., Miss Zilla M, Jordan Brazeal, Kyle Clark, Jake Lane, Phillip P Torchia, Stefan Gottschalk's, Remora Jewel, Connor, jeremy baisch, Daniel Edwards, Zealot23, Shane Andrews, Brandon Mußiq, CJMAXP, Festus, Lisa Tucker, KingHavok1217, Mx Charlie, Justin Snyder, Zachary Burgess-Hicks, Steve Rosenlund, Ezzela1891, John Nazario, Gordon Alexander Fallon, zachary gee, Jason Clark
Their contribution stands as a beacon of hope for all adventurers!
