Roondar Offund, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. His hair is blonde and curly. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Family, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Jet (150 gp). Blue star sapphire (700 gp).
Gale In the Wind, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing left leg. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. His red fur is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 250 gp.
Dreali Floshem, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his nunchaku. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Dreali hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Dreali was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many gnolls want him driven away
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Terran, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 360 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Jocelyn Xiloscient, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 4. 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. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He was raised in a island tribe. 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. Jocelyn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Dwarven, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Dazzazn Delmirev, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears dull green sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed halberd, just in case. He has no crest. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.
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. 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 daughter.
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. His first spouse was a Soapmaker, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family, Military. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll, Celestial, Aquan
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 370 gp.
Justin Nailo, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His ears are large.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. 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 blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Justin has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Fivin Selevarun, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.
Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Occupation: Server
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Auran, Celestial, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Spring Of Passion, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His beige fur is still thick. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He uses divination through singing.
History: Spring hails from a village terrorized by giants. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Enemies. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3100 sp.
Nimble Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He very much looks the part of a Banker. His orange fur is greasy and uncared for. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: Nimble was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Banker.
Motivation: Expand his business; and money/treasure
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Undercommon, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp).
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