Lamlis Raethran, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears tattered old clothes. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Lamlis embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.
History: The child of a Barber, who enjoyed hunting, Lamlis was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Lamlis took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Blue quartz (12 gp).
Sora Verthisathurgiesh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged woman, she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs, and is pretty ugly. She sports a flattop crest cut. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines red.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Sora took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up dagger and armor she uses now. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She is greedy.
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Star rose quartz (70 gp).
Nemeia Rage, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 4'9", this woman wears skinny pants and wears a green and brown robe with the hood down. Her black hair is greasy and uncared for. Her gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Nemeia is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.
History: She comes from a rich eastern family. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Magnifying glass.
Quick Prim Posies, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a brown coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon her head. Her fur is white, silky, and of moderate length. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: Quick was born with her mother's beautiful face. Ostracized due to the martial powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. She bought a scimitar and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she is content
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Bucklal Stoutbridge, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Barkeep, marred by beers. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: Bucklal hails from a village terrorized by illithids. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Halfling, Goblin, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (90 gp).
Sweet In Woods, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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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 pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants. He wears a colorful flower in his cinnamon fur. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Sweet was born with his father's beautiful face. His father worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled father and took his father's old job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Flaws: Addict, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Cloud In Woods, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has dyed his greying red fur a little too much giving a sharp red color. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Layabout profession.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He worked as a nervous Spy and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: Expand his business; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 pp.
Silaqui Netyoive, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she tends to wear a large blue jacket. Her white hair is still thick. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Shepherd who has hired her part-time. She is an amazing painter.
History: Silaqui was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When Silaqui reached her early adolescence her Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Shepherd for hire.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and wants her loneliness to end
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Has a crush, Job, Military, Religious. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Onyx (50 gp).
Diesa Foamtankard, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. She has a tattooed face.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. 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: Born in the east to a Blacksmith, Diesa learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Logical, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Banded mail.
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