Numba Oomtrowl, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. Her hair is long and white with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small tan clips. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Numba liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.
Motivation: She is greedy; and retire the richest woman in the south
Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Dynamic Of Ivory, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a pastel Stetson hat and pastel clothes. Her red fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. 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 got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: Expand her business; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Shifting Of Winter, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She keeps her long cinnamon fur kept up in a rat tail. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady copper eyes.
Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature whip.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Server
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 3 (-4) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 6
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 800 sp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.
Vrondiss Delmirev, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.
Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 gp. Freshwater pearl (16 gp).
Susannah Waite, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She keeps her black hair in a pixie cut. She wears an eyepatch.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.
History: She was born in a small forest village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Susannah took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor she uses now. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Nature. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Godfrey Axton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe, and carries flails. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. He has a dull look in his green eyes.
Personality: Godfrey 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 always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Ploughman business.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Godfrey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Forcas Generous, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, 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. His black eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. After coming to the age of reason, Forcas took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Emmeline Woodhouse, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears a yellow shirt, with a white mid length skirt with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on her right hand. She is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around her ears. Her eyes are green and catlike.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp.
Shivering Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her gray fur is singed and shortened. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her small pastel hat.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 92. 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 pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.
History: Shivering was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Golden pearl (90 gp). Azurite (13 gp). 1 Breastplate.
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