Tharivol Firahel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is chestnut and curly. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he is greedy
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Debt. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Five Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a pastel small hat and pastel clothes. Her lavender fur is singed and shortened. Her eyes are yellow and beady.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Five will drive conversation. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Five abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She came across an abandoned tomb where she found a relic that called out to her. After picking it up she was cursed by vampirism.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Knight responsibilities is difficult; and meet up once more with her childhood friend
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Sweet In the Morning, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man tends to wear a large brown jacket. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He keeps his long beige fur kept up in a rat tail. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Sweet was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Tenena Ironhide, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her blonde hair is thinning but still full. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Tenena lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: To unite with her brother.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp.
Raiann Nemmonis, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her brass crest is matted, messy, and big. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Raiann was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She took after her mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her mother taught her to defend herself. When her mother died while fighting dire rats, the young Raiann began to lead the lost caravan. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: To protect her home.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Valafar Lust, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing left arm. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His blue hair is long and unkept. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. 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 blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Fletcher mother left him crippled. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a apothecary and was forced into it by his family
Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Namfoodle Tarkelby, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a tan tunic with violet highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Namfoodle took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and to end his boredom
Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Sylvan, Dwarven, Orc, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Nuthra Bhenkumbyrznaax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears an entirely green suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her crest is rusty and very short. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: She is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though she does not identify as such. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: She was born in a small desert village. 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 recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 20 (+5) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin, Auran
Attacks Melee +7 / 1d6+5, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +7
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Seven Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She keeps her brown fur in a flapper bob. She has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.
Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Seven was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. In her 19th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 380 gp.
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