Dalgal Loderr, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a brown tunic with white highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes, marred by sweets. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.
History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Unemployed they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Butcher, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and wants to raise his children well
Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 400 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Kite Of Ale, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His cinnamon fur is singed and shortened. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: Kite is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across
History: Kite was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Goblin, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 170 gp.
Vicky Wallace, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a brown tunic with black highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around her shoes. She carries with her a set of glaives, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Cartwright born in the past three hundred years. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Vicky was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She found a children's book about a Human Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She tends to her Cartwright job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan, Auran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Nimble Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She has wavy orange fur. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.
History: Nimble lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, 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 west 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: Doesn't want to be a Architect and was forced into it by her family; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Family. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Nuthra Phrahdrandon, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her crest is short and green. Her eyes are red and catlike.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 65. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father 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 bought a sickle and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
Orianna Wish, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. She has dyed her greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+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 | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Yevelda Browning, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her hair is cut close to her head. She has hazel eyes and a black hat with a white feather.
Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Yevelda lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Yevelda 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 spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and regain custody of her daughter
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Druidic, Sylvan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Trail Buttons, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes., but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'10" when asserting herself. She has dyed her greying red fur a little too much giving a sharp red color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She receives visions of the future at random moments
History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She 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. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Abyssal, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Donaar Hshhsstoroth, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His gold crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: Donaar is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Donaar was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the west were limited. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and doesn't want to be a crown-heir and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
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