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Trail Thunder, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a brown coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He wears his white fur down. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Farmer. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

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Trail Thunder, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
6 (-2)18 (+4) 6 (-2)12 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Persuasion +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Delre Trueanvil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears professional attire. Her silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. 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: Delre was born with her mother's beautiful face. In her 16th year, her parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Delre alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many brigands want her driven away; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Stutters

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Delre Trueanvil, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)16 (+3) 13 (+1)13 (+1) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Performance +4, Survival +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 50 gp.


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Tiaathque Raethran, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her head has been shaved. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady violet eyes.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. In her 16th 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Fearful. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

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Tiaathque Raethran, Female Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)17 (+3) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills History +3, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 2000 sp. Star rose quartz (20 gp). White pearl (120 gp). Red garnet (120 gp).


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Margery Remein, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. With wild brown hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. 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, Margery is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Margery studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Margery took it upon herself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by giants. Margery was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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Margery Remein, Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)11 (+0) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 10 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Medicine +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 30 gp.


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Nadarr Umbyrphrael, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries with him a set of clubs, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brass crest is singed and shortened. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. A true patriot, Nadarr would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Beggar. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nadarr fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Gardener again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

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Nadarr Umbyrphrael, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)17 (+3) 12 (+1)10 (+0) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Arcana +2, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Gilbert Rutland, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his black hair up. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Gilbert will drive conversation. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Gilbert took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gilbert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Jamaican accent

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Gilbert Rutland, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'6") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)12 (+1) 9 (-1)13 (+1) 9 (-1)11 (+0)
Skills Athletics +4, Persuasion +2
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 600 sp.


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Three Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This slender woman stands about 4'11". She prefers to wear flannel. She wears her beige fur down. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are yellow.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Gardener hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and doesn't want to be a gardener and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Switch between two voices

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Three Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)10 (+0) 16 (+3)13 (+1)
Skills Deception +3, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Half-Plate.


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Hugh Amastacia, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He stands about 5'4" and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. 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, Hugh is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west to a Animal Trainer, Hugh learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Animal Trainer. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Animal Trainer responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

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Hugh Amastacia, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)8 (-1) 14 (+2)9 (-1) 17 (+3)10 (+0)
Skills Performance +2, Persuasion +2
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 50 gp.


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Quick Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She wears suspenders and pastel workpants. Her shirt is yellow, and she wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her orange fur has been sun bleached extensively. She has hazel eyes and a pastel hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: Quick speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Hollow voice

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Quick Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 4
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)15 (+2) 13 (+1)12 (+1) 17 (+3)16 (+3)
Skills Athletics +3, Medicine +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11663

Possessions: 200 gp.


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