Flame In the Wind, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A 6'0" western man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He keeps his red fur in a flapper bob. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Flame liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 2000 sp.
Jarsali Xistsrith, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 5'2" and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She has a very tight haircut. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Healer business.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Healer arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Sora Lhamboldennish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her red crest is lengthy. Her eyes are red and catlike.
Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.
History: Sora hails from a village terrorized by illithids. Sora 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 dedicated herself to building a better kind of golem.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and a deep hatred of illithids
Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Red-brown spinel (160 gp).
Emen Tickle, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is dressed in an above average manner. She has styled her red hair well, parting it to the right. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She takes great joy in being the best Shepherd in town.
History: Born in the north to a Shepherd, Emen learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Shepherd. She's also a talented Tanner, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Ridaro Ostoroth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. She keeps her silver hair in a pixie cut. Her gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. 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: Ridaro was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Knight work with an outfit from a few towns over. Knight work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has worked as a Knight like her mother before her.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor
Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Mûglûk Breeden, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This dark-skinned male wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His black hair is singed and shortened. He is baby faced.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: He was born at the edge of vast island. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 3 (-4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
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: Just what you see.
Armara Cryptic, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She has wavy silver hair. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Courier who has hired her part-time. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Courier but believes her peers are too gung-ho.
History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to 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 has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Banker. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.
Motivation: To settle down with her crush.
Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
John Hadleigh, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'10" and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He sports a flattop hair cut. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. John took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Darrak Trollbleeder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 8000 cp.
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