Târz Perry, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is very fat, and prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. He is baby faced.
Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Târz does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. Silver pearl (130 gp).
Kody Denholm, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'2" and wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He's also a talented Hunter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Cook responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious, Military. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Goblin, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Raer Cithreth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'9" and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He feeds upon the attention of others.
History: Raer was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 4 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Barendd Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a brown collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and carries axes. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.
History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.
Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1100 sp.
Kody Mori, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a violet vest and prefers grey and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. At a young age his father died while driving off some giants. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in bastard sword use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Addict. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 4 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged -1 / 1d6-3, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Aramil Suithrasas, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a grey scarf. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is an amazing painter.
History: The child of a Body Guard, who enjoyed hunting, Aramil was taken on many hunting expeditions. Aramil 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 has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Moon Of Ivory, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His black fur is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Moon grew up listening to his father's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Moon took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Jo Tosscobble, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She carries with her a set of hammers on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. She keeps her brown hair in a pixie cut. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady hazel eyes.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.
History: Jo was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Dilettante hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she has decided she is irredeemable
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Cask On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and he perpetually has his longsword ready. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.
History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Cask was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.
Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and revenge
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnoll, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).
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