Tree In Woods, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a pastel shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has done his best to style his brown fur to look like a famous performer. His yellow eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Ruler but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Ruler arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. 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: Further expansion of business; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist, Pacifist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin, Gnome
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: 160 gp.
Shivering Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. He keeps his yellow fur in a pixie cut. His ears are large.
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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Shivering was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll, Ignan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Adam Beverly, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: He was born in a small forest village. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Farideh Shestendeliath, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
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 generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She wears her brass crest up. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She is harsh and unforgiving.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Slave. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Rangrim Silverstone, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is cut close to his head. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Spice Merchant born in the past three hundred years. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Rangrim was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Spice Merchant. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Spice Merchant and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven
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: 110 gp.
Spear Shoe, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This late middle aged woman wears rags and sports a simple walking cane and is in decent physical shape. Her gray fur is knotted and matted. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is an amazing painter.
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. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Breastplate.
Sariel Hanali, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are amber and catlike.
Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Sariel was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Sariel decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Quillathe Eathalena, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This eastern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She has a long blonde ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She has a dull look in her hazel eyes.
Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She uses divination through singing.
History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She struck the Tailor job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
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 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Hadwisa Connors, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.
Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: She comes from a rich western family. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
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