Shadow Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines hazel.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: She comes from a rich southern family. At a young age her father died while driving off some giants. Her mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in quarterstaff use. 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. Shadow fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Many giants want her driven away.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, 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: 1 Half-Plate.
Joan Presley, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gray eyes.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she is greedy
Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial, Auran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Jarana Rubyeye, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An older woman who wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), she is not a threatening figure. Her tied-back hair is red. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: Jarana was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. 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. After a long history of fighting, Jarana and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. Eye agate (9 gp).
Trynnicus Phrahdrandon, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His crest is cut close to his head. He has gold eyes and a green hat with a violet feather.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Trynnicus isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: Born in the east to a Guard, Trynnicus learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Guard work with an outfit from a few towns over. Guard work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Giant, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Urshar Fallack, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a brown coat. Her red hair is long and unkept. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is an amazing painter.
History: Urshar was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Knight hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Knight
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1100 sp.
Emma Selevarun, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She wears a colorful flower in her auburn hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: She comes from a rich eastern family. In her 13th 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 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: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 pp.
Karash Quinton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He struck the Server job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Server
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points -3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 3 (-4) | 6 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Gale Fang, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a pastel vest and prefers white and violet shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her orange fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are green and catlike.
Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.
Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she desires power and/or immortality
Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Half-Plate.
Tree Prim Posies, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A moderately attractive man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and retire the richest man in the west
Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Breastplate.
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