Anne Fatrabbit, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. Her blonde hair is still thick. Her skin is flawless and her amber eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.
History: She was born into a rich family. 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 became a Servant soon after.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'8") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Aquan, Terran, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 sp.
Heskan Esstyrlynn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His gold crest is heavily combed to the right. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: He got into the Mayor business at a young age. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He tends to his Mayor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new mayor responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Extrovert. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Ignan, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
Cloud Thunder, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and carries hammers. She wears a Stetson hat to hide her balding. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines green.
Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cloud fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and her religion dominates her actions
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 13 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Celestial, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Pallabar Fabblestabble, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has golden hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: The child of a Stylist, who enjoyed hunting, Pallabar was taken on many hunting expeditions. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, 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: Just what you see.
Hirrathak Linxakasendalor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears his black crest up. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 20. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Hirrathak grew up listening to his father's many stories. Hirrathak abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.
Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
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: 150 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Corkitron Wildcloak, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The dark-skinned man stands 3'0" and typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker red hat.
Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He has never given up on his singing dream.
Motivation: Human compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 110 gp. Red spinel (100 gp). 1 Bullseye lantern.
Nybarg Rodney, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Standing 5'3", this man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Azurite (12 gp).
Jabbie Garrick, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a mite stocky and has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Jabbie has worked very hard to control his curse. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break
Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal, 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 | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Eiravel Caphaxath, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his pastel robe. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is obsessed with his god.
History: Born in the east to a Bather, Eiravel learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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. He became a Bather soon after.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion; and expand his business
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Draconic, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.
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