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Sekhmet Wit, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: She wears bulky green painted plate armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'1" when asserting herself. Her hair is black and very short. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She hates Tieflings with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her martial abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She is content; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Sounds elderly

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Sekhmet Wit, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'1") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)12 (+1) 12 (+1)6 (-2) 8 (-1)8 (-1)
Skills Deception +1, Religion +0
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 370 gp.


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Wobbles Boondiggles, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 3'8", this man likes to wear blue tank tops with yellow pants. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Wobbles reached his early adolescence his Gnome mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Priest; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Military, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sounds elderly

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Wobbles Boondiggles, Male Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'8") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
5 (-3)14 (+2) 12 (+1)14 (+2) 13 (+1)18 (+4)
Skills Athletics -1, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling, Druidic
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d6-3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 700 sp. Jade (80 gp).


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Harvest Of Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her beige fur is thinning but still full. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: Harvest hails from a village terrorized by illithids. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Harvest has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Scandinavian accent

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Harvest Of Storm, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)15 (+2) 13 (+1)10 (+0) 10 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 2200 sp.


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Myathethil Erenaeth, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Myathethil isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is her passion; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scandinavian accent

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Myathethil Erenaeth, Female Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'5") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 9 (-1)13 (+1) 17 (+3)15 (+2)
Skills Nature +3, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 100 pp. Red garnet (130 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Skirt Buttons, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. Her red fur is long and unkept. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep copper.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Stableman born in the past three hundred years. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.

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. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stableman and was forced into it by her family; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

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Skirt Buttons, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'10") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 23 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)14 (+2) 18 (+4)11 (+0) 13 (+1)18 (+4)
Skills Intimidation +6, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1065

Possessions: 200 gp.


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Nicholas Simmons, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Nicholas alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: pre-pubescent

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Nicholas Simmons, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)15 (+2) 9 (-1)12 (+1) 15 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Medicine +4, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 1 Breastplate.


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Cumpen Fiddlefen, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her ears are large.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. After a long history of fighting, Cumpen and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others.

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: German accent

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Cumpen Fiddlefen, Female Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)10 (+0) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 11 (+0)7 (-2)
Skills Arcana +3, Investigation +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles.


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Pelt In the Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His orange fur is greasy and uncared for. He has a dull look in his yellow eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Junk Dealer who has hired him part-time. To his fellows he 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Pelt was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and a deep hatred of orcs

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

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Pelt In the Storm, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)10 (+0) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 17 (+3)11 (+0)
Skills Investigation +3, Nature +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 80 pp.


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Sarai Hilltopple, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a red coat. Her hair is red and very short. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with her Seamstress father left her crippled. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Sarai was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and many dire rats want her driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Slow speaker

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Sarai Hilltopple, Female Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (3'1") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)18 (+4) 12 (+1)14 (+2) 13 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Investigation +4, Perception +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 160 gp.


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