Leaf Fang, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His red fur is smooth and relatively long. He has copper eyes.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 51. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: To unite with his brother; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Nature, Family. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, 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 | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Serpent Of Passion, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This eastern man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His clothes are grease stained in places. His white fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Aquan, Draconic, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, 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 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Moonstone (70 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp).
Astar Revulsion, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His white unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.
History: Astar lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. During his travels, Astar and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Astar discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Astar fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he would like to get married and retire
Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, 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: 3000 cp.
Frederick Ansley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He carries with him a set of halberds on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Adventurer profession.
History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Erevan Koehlanna, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears silk and lounges about seductively. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.
Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.
History: Erevan 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. His first spouse was a Slave Trader, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Slave Trader they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Bowyer, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother
Flaws: Emotional, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Family. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Orc, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Patrick Clifton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Patrick was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He found a children's book about a Human Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 60 gp. Jet (50 gp).
Korinn Raghthroknaar, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: An older woman who wears a green coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon her head, she is not a threatening figure. Her copper crest has been sun bleached extensively. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. 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: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and she is greedy
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich, Family. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, 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: 1200 sp. Amber (60 gp). 1 Holy water.
Lucan Iathrana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and tends to wear a large tan jacket. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is baby faced.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. A freak accident while working with his Layabout father left him crippled. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Buckler.
Namfoodle Ironhide, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is typically in his Bather uniform. His black hair is knotted and matted. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. He is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Namfoodle was born the youngest of three triplets. His childhood dream was to be a Hunter, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to reunite with his absent father
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bather
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Druidic, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Banded mail.
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