Thamuz Respect, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His silver eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Engraver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 pp.
Dynamic Wing, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. She carries with her a set of lances, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her fur is orange and curly. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.
Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. 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: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. At a young age her mother died while driving off some giants. Her father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in lance use. She was granted divine powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 80 pp. Tourmaline (120 gp).
Elizabeth Brandon, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. Her chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her eyes are likewise blue.
Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing dancing.
History: Elizabeth was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: To be a Courier again; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 70 gp. Malachite (13 gp).
Jade Shore, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She tends to wear a large brown jacket. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.
Personality: Jade hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her writing career. 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 served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: She wants revenge against brigands; and seeks redemption
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan, Draconic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).
Erevan Boleem, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are green.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 20 gp.
Barakas Justice, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his long dark red hair kept up in a rat tail. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady white eyes.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mayor but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when he was still a young child. The dire rats captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. 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: Many dire rats want him driven away; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Philantrophist, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 350 gp.
Beiro Waite, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a hunchback. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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 is greedy; and to protect his home
Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Auran
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: 150 gp.
Heather Andreantti, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'7" when asserting herself. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Heather was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Heather grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Heather. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion.
Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp. Red garnet (160 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Red spinel (160 gp).
Altho Bigheart, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His silver hair is lengthy. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic, Auran, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp).
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