Naivara Koehlanna, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Through the years after Naivara was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Naivara's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Naivara and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Many gnolls want her driven away.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Servant
Voice: High pitched, excited
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Halfling, Gnoll, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +7 / 1d6+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
Eberdeb Shadowcloak, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears professional attire. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His eyes are likewise amber.
Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven, Undercommon, Infernal
Attacks Melee +1 / 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp. Citrine (40 gp).
Aura Wing, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears brown trousers with tan and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His black fur is braided into rings. His eyes are copper.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: Aura was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Zedaar Jharthraxyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His blue crest is knotted and matted. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is an amazing painter.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Performer
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Beloril Goblinbane, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a hammer on his belt, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Beloril never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (120 gp).
Skirt Of Winter, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has dyed his greying lavender fur a little too much giving a sharp lavender color. His eyes are likewise green.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Bather. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
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. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bather work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bather work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bather for the past few years.
Motivation: To unite with his sister; and doesn't want to be a bather and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d10-1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 500 gp.
Dagger Grass, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a pastel coat. He keeps his long orange fur kept up in a rat tail. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Druidic, Abyssal, Sylvan
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp).
Cecily Il-Song, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her long silver hair reaches down to her waist. Her brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Farmer arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cecily fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Vicky Hackney, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears long strands of topaz and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. 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 has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Aquan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: 20 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).
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