Dagger Treat, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. He has moderate length brown fur. He has green eyes and a pastel hat with a brown feather.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dagger is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gifted student he started as a Unemployed, but he got bored and became a Miller. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Miller responsibilities is difficult; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Wymar Prescott, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a very tight haircut. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.
History: Wymar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day
Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Fulbar Copperkettle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is blonde and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Fulbar was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Fletcher. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling, Giant, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 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 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Bilga Garrick, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She is typically in her Guard uniform. She is physically well-built. Her hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. Her violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.
History: Bilga lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She worked as a nervous Guard and found it very stressful. She has worked as a Guard like her mother before her.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.
Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic, Elven
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: 20 pp.
Arha Blakely, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She wears white trousers with yellow and green striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She has slicked back golden hair. This green eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 79. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: She got into the Knight business at a young age. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Knight. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).
Chaedi Lathalas, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, marred by chocolates. Her hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are green and beady.
Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Chaedi is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
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 | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Carrie Kitchur, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To protect his home; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it
Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Sindri Wildwander, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is typically in his Marshal uniform. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family; and further expansion of business
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Oda Welber, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her hair is long and chestnut with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small blue clips. Her violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Oda fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She wants to get laid; and she's in love
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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