Shava Flair, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her brown hair is greasy and uncared for. She has gleaming, smiling white eyes.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tiefling, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 140 gp. Silver pearl (50 gp).
Moon Wing, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She prefers to wear brown clothing when she does not wear armor. Her gray fur is matted, messy, and big. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.
Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Deep green spinel (130 gp).
Tiaathque Berevan, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears an entirely blue suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She is portly but not overly obese. She has done her best to style her white hair to look like a famous performer. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is her passion; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. Jade (160 gp).
Fivin Teinithra, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears an entirely blue suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His eyes are blue and beady.
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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Opinionated, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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: 600 sp.
Gûnd Kitchur, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears his white hair down. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.
History: Gûnd 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. 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 never given up on his poetry dream.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Roofer and was forced into it by his family.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Family. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
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 | 3 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Hubert Ryley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His childhood dream was to be a Unemployed, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bounty Hunter.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Terran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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: 70 gp.
Vicky Gentry, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She wears her red hair up. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Vicky 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... She has all her life been fascinated with music.
History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the west. 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: She wants revenge against dire rats; and she wants revenge against dire rats
Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Draconic, Goblin
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Banded mail.
Curran Reedfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He likes to wear red tank tops with green pants. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. Curran was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Map Maker. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to prove his worth to the world
Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. Deep green spinel (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Gimgen Glanhig, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly clubs and longswords. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: Born to a Beggar, his mother struggled to pay the bills. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan, Terran, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Banded mail.
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