Cecily Blackwood, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears an entirely grey suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. With wild white hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: Cecily was born with her father's beautiful face. While she appears to be a normal Human, 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling
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 |
Possessions: 20 pp. Pink pearl (120 gp).
Kite Plume, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and carries spears. She wears her brown fur down. Her skin is flawless and her hazel eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. To her fellows she 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 in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by gnolls. Kite was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the gnolls.
Motivation: She is content; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp. Eye agate (7 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp). Amber (120 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Decarabia Sharp, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. Her dark red hair is still thick. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She is a Bather first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She is harsh and unforgiving.
History: Born to a Slave Trader, her mother struggled to pay the bills. Her childhood dream was to be a Slave Trader, but she was a colossal failure. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with her old friends
Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 250 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.
Flame Of Ebony, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She usually wears her pastel robe and has her shortbow always slung over her shoulder. She is physically well-built. She has no fur. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes drow are coming to abduct people. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 18 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 60 pp.
Tervaround Raulnor, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 3'0", this woman wears long strands of amethyst and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her hair is short and white. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She was granted arcane powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1200 sp.
Crampernap Umbodoben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His golden hair is braided into rings. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.
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 a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. 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: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Healer’s kit.
Nutae Ethanasath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise violet.
Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He takes great joy in being the best Bowyer in town.
History: Nutae was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.
Motivation: To unite with his sister; and to reunite with his absent mother
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Bloodstone (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Engong Abram, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with grey slacks. She wears her golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Servant arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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. Engong took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor she uses now. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Mumpena Folkor, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). With bright silver hair. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
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 is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Mumpena was born on a far northern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Masseuse. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is her passion; and she loathes her own lifestyle
Flaws: Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
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