Soveliss Mystralath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has moderate length black hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Glassblower but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Soveliss was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Glassblower. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Cloak In the Wind, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Barkeep born in the past three hundred years. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: Born in the east to a Barkeep, Cloak learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and to be a bounty hunter again
Flaws: Fearful, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Abyssal
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: 300 sp.
Spear In the Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her beige fur is singed and shortened. Her ears are large.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Spear isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.
History: When she was but 4 years old her parents immigrated from the south. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Abyssal, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Srorthen Jerynomonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He keeps his silver crest in a flapper bob. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. 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: Born in the south to a Locksmith, Srorthen learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Locksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Locksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Locksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Locksmith responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Good lock.
Shava Feeny, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. She is dressed in an above average manner. She wears a top hat to cover her moderate length chestnut hair. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by giants. Shava was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: Revenge.
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 pp. 5 Acid flasks. 3 Tanglefoot bags.
Aelar Meliamne, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 5'3" and muscular, this northern man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are gray and catlike.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aelar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Performer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Silver pearl (70 gp).
Manfred Kemmerer, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his nunchaku with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His red hair is thinning but still full. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Manfred took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and regain custody of his daughter
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Ivellios Aloro, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has wavy white hair. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: Ivellios was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease, Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Giant, Celestial
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: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Bree Fatrabbit, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a white collared shirt and pastel skirt. She accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her long red hair reaches down to her waist. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: She was born in the south. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Actor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Actor work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.
Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'8") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
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