Great Grass, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a brown shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His white fur is thinning but still full. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.
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 is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Born in the north to a Mercenary, Great learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Mercenary and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and sabotage a competitor
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Felosial Erenaeth, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman very much looks the part of a Mayor, and sports empty pouches on her belt. With bright brown hair. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her brown eyes.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her 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 southern immigrants she idolized her father. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Mayor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mayor work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: To end her boredom; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Norsko Prescott, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: 6'10" and muscular, this southern man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
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 passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Norsko abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 2700 sp.
Jocelyn Estevan, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, he is not a threatening figure. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: Jocelyn was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. After a long history of fighting, Jocelyn and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, 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 | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Unvera Timbers, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged woman is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and a wedding ring on her right hand. She has moderate length white hair. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
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. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: The child of a Weaver, who enjoyed hunting, Unvera was taken on many hunting expeditions. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and meet up once more with her childhood friend
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Detective
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +3 / 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 |
Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Everburning torch.
Greeba Paxton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. Her auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.
Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Tûmûg Willoughby, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his mace. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. He is baby faced.
Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is harsh and unforgiving.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Gilthur Eversharp, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: An older man who wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs, he is not a threatening figure. His golden hair is cut short. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.
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 after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting gnolls, the young Gilthur began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Gilthur was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east.
Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1600 sp. Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Amber (150 gp).
Tiaathque Fasharash, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears a tan tunic with brown highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on her left hand. Her auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Marshal. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She has worked as a Marshal like her mother before her.
Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she loathes her own lifestyle
Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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