Paelias Suithrasas, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An older man who tends to wear a large violet jacket, he is not a threatening figure. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He enjoys reading and quiet.
History: Paelias hails from a village terrorized by brigands. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has achieved small success as a Merchant.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Orc, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, 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: 500 sp. Coral (100 gp).
Tree Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dull brown sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. He has done his best to style his red fur to look like a famous performer. His copper eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.
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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
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. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: 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.
Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Nithther Qyxpahrgh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 6'2", this man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. His crest is short and silver. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Assassin. He is a great chef.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. After a long history of fighting, Nithther and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To be a Unemployed again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Pikar Shadowquick, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Pikar 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 Pikar. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Healer and was forced into it by his family.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal, Sylvan, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Tûmhom Denholm, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears just a white suit. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.
History: Tûmhom lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Carpenter they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Cartwright, and he later adopted a second son.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Coral (80 gp). 1 Breastplate.
Dagger Peak, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. Her brown fur is thinning but still full. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Layabout arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 3 years.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact
Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Gilkass Skaarzborroosh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length bronze crest. She has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.
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 Dragonborn in existence. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: She got into the Detective business at a young age. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She tends to her Detective job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Detective responsibilities is difficult.
Ideals: Justice, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Job, Attractive. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 240 gp. 1 Disguise kit.
Meriele Zhanini, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A middle-aged woman, she likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants, and is pretty ugly. She is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around her ears. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Meriele was born the youngest of three triplets. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.
Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it
Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Sybil Abram, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. 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: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now spends her time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Crowbar.
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