Wiggan Swiftwhistle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak, marred by teas. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Dilettante born in the past three hundred years. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Dilettante work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dilettante work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Nimble Hummingbird, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her orange fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are copper.
Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.
History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Abyssal, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 240 gp.
Raer Liadon, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: Raer lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.
Motivation: To unite with his brother.
Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Hourglass.
Chassath Wivvyrholdalphiax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a green vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her green boots flare out at the collars. She has styled her black crest well, parting it to the left. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines red.
Personality: This woman loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.
History: Chassath 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. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 380 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp).
Art Running, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: 6'1" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. Her orange fur has been sun bleached extensively. She has blue eyes and a pastel hat with a white feather.
Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.
History: Her druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Art took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor she uses now. She struck the Cook job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Wymar Kensley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has no hair. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 49. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Wymar is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: He was born into a rich family. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to unite with his sister
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Robbie Deephollow, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A 3'0" northern woman, she is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her hair is brown and curly. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 13 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 gp.
Roge Wildheart, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down, and carries clubs. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Forgetful, Mundane. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Rose (20 gp).
Dayereth Plemens, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mayor and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 310 gp. 1 Simple lock.
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