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Leaf Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He is a husky man, who wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His fur is red, silky, and of moderate length. He has green eyes and a brown hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He got into the Painter business at a young age. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Leaf was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He tends to his Painter job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

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Leaf Of Clay, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
5 (-3)14 (+2) 17 (+3)14 (+2) 14 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Nature +4, Persuasion +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Undercommon
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 200 sp.


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Ahvain Feeny, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: Ahvain hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. 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 several months after his mother was called into army service. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

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Ahvain Feeny, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)13 (+1) 14 (+2)18 (+4) 14 (+2)11 (+0)
Skills Nature +6, Persuasion +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Terran, Abyssal, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day14530000000

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Arara Xiloscient, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears tattered old clothes. With wild red hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is an amazing painter.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Being born in the north, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the north for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a navigator and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

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Arara Xiloscient, Female Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)17 (+3) 8 (-1)13 (+1) 11 (+0)18 (+4)
Skills Nature +3, Perception +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116500

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Meriele Cooper, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears a violet shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and tan pants. Her brown hair is braided into rings. Her blue eyes peer out from beneath her feathered violet hat.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Meriele was born on a far western desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Stylist. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Many brigands want her driven away; and someone believes her a fraud

Flaws: Sensitive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

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Meriele Cooper, Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)10 (+0) 11 (+0)14 (+2) 16 (+3)10 (+0)
Skills Insight +5, Medicine +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 800 sp. Azurite (7 gp). 1 Banded mail.


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Damakos Gluttony, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: In love, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Farmer accent

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Damakos Gluttony, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'10") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)10 (+0) 10 (+0)17 (+3) 15 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan, Ignan, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: 120 pp.


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Eiravel Liadon, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Eiravel was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is content; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Slow speaker

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Eiravel Liadon, Male Elf Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)11 (+0) 14 (+2)16 (+3) 14 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Perception +4, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Infernal, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136500000

Possessions: 1500 sp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (140 gp).


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Cask Peak, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a brown tunic with green highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His orange fur is braided into rings. His eyes are a pleasant copper.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

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Cask Peak, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
18 (+4)19 (+4) 16 (+3)14 (+2) 16 (+3)18 (+4)
Skills Animal Handling +5, Religion +4
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Giant, Halfling
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 80 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).


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Edge Of Clay, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has done her best to style her brown fur to look like a famous performer. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Edge fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist, Antagonistic. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

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Edge Of Clay, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)16 (+3) 9 (-1)14 (+2) 14 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 400 sp.


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Naal Aloro, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Naal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Justice, Opinionated, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

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Naal Aloro, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'11") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)18 (+4) 9 (-1)12 (+1) 17 (+3)5 (-3)
Skills History +3, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 100 sp.


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