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Aura Peak, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a brown collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His yellow fur is thinning but still full. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: The child of a Adventurer, who enjoyed hunting, Aura was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Servant.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Indian accent

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Aura Peak, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)15 (+2) 6 (-2)17 (+3) 13 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Persuasion +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Dwarven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: 220 gp.


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Roland Thackeray, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: High pitched, excited

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Roland Thackeray, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'2") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)8 (-1) 14 (+2)16 (+3) 14 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +1, Animal Handling +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll, Sylvan, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Moon Of Dragons, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He keeps his beige fur in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Moon was born the youngest of three triplets. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered goblins who tried to eat his hand. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Soft and melodious

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Moon Of Dragons, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 5 (-3)14 (+2) 10 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +2, Persuasion +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Flame Of Spirit, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He wears an entirely pastel suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has styled his black fur well, parting it to the left. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bather and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Old Prospector

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Flame Of Spirit, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
18 (+4)15 (+2) 16 (+3)14 (+2) 10 (+0)15 (+2)
Skills Arcana +4, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnoll, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1265000

Possessions: 300 gp. Red garnet (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Quelenna Iathrana, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. She has a very tight haircut. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She comes from a rich southern family. In her 15th 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Boston accent

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Quelenna Iathrana, Female Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)17 (+3) 8 (-1)16 (+3) 8 (-1)16 (+3)
Skills Sleight of Hand +5, Stealth +5
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Ignan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Melissa Churchill, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She is renowned for her bright brown dresses and hats. She is an epitome of beauty. Her hair is silver and curly. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Job, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pirate accent

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Melissa Churchill, Female Human Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'8") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)15 (+2) 7 (-2)5 (-3) 14 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills Insight +4, Investigation -1
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day7

Possessions: 300 gp. Coral (80 gp).


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Fonkin Humplebumple, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: This malnourished man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He worked as a nervous Masseuse and found it very stressful. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Hollow voice

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Fonkin Humplebumple, Male Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)14 (+2) 18 (+4)14 (+2) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +3, Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 140 gp. Citrine (50 gp).


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Brottor Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is physically well-built. He has moderate length golden hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his youth he was a Crown-heir, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Russian accent

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Brottor Bigtoe, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 4
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 24 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)9 (-1) 15 (+2)17 (+3) 10 (+0)7 (-2)
Skills Nature +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Halfling, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1366300000

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.


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Blendaeth Tiammanthyllish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her hammer with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She keeps her long silver crest kept up in a rat tail. Her eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the east. Her necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: American accent

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Blendaeth Tiammanthyllish, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)10 (+0) 12 (+1)12 (+1) 11 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +2, Insight +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: Just what you see.


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