Sarah Lincoln, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is lean but muscular and wears brown trousers with white and red striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She has a long white ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. 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, Sarah is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Born to a Marshal, her mother struggled to pay the bills. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She has never given up on her poetry dream.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs
Ideals: Disciplined, Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 700 sp.
Nimble Plume, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This younger middle-aged woman is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She has green eyes.
Personality: She is fixated on the number 45. 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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Nimble lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and money/treasure
Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, In love, Family, Debt. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Draconic, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 sp.
Leaf Mirror, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. Her yellow fur is thinning but still full. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Leaf was born the youngest of three triplets. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well.
Flaws: Antagonistic, Lazy. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Mreksh Orexijandilin, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This malnourished man wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a spear, but if one is not available he will default to his axe. His white crest is matted, messy, and big. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Mreksh 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. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Fallond Ironfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Miller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Miller and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Rich, Job. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp. Deep green spinel (50 gp).
Vezera Ebynichtomonis, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length gold crest. Her red eyes peer out from beneath her small black hat.
Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. Now she works as a music tutor during her time off.
Motivation: She's in love; and she has a crush on the local baker
Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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: 50 gp. Hematite (8 gp).
Art Of Winter, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her fur is beige, silky, and of moderate length. She has a dull look in her amber eyes.
Personality: Art hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her dancing career. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Some 2 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Art never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, In love, Attractive. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
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: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Beatrice Hackney, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. She has dyed her greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.
History: She got into the Server business at a young age. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: To unite with her brother; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Has a crush, Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Server
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Thokk Abram, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Knight. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: He was born into a rich family. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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