Jelenneth Qualanthri, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. She carries a battered shortbow and tarnished falchion as well. Her auburn hair is singed and shortened. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
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. She uses divination through singing.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).
Theirastra Firahel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged woman wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during and is in decent physical shape. Her silver hair is lengthy. Her violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Theirastra is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: Theirastra was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.
Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and to clean up the streets
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Auran, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Geoffrey Benson, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is short and auburn. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. 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 to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
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: 2000 cp. Coral (90 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp).
Gilbert Middleton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.
Personality: Gilbert speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Gilbert was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Soapmaker. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: To protect his home; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 5 Acid flasks.
Srorthen Phrahdrandon, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has done his best to style his bronze crest to look like a famous performer. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He uses divination through singing.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Silent In the Morning, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is scrawny and has patchy brown fur. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mercenary. She has a hunchback. She keeps her brown fur in a flapper bob. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: She was born in the west. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.
Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and expand her business
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Secretive, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Sweet In Woods, 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 pastel cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. His red fur is knotted and matted. 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 happy with his job as a Actor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He tends to his Actor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Poor. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 19 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Sylvan, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Smokesticks.
Juliana Paxton, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. Her hair is auburn and very short. She has amber eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.
Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When Juliana reached her early adolescence her Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: She wants revenge against dire rats; and revenge
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon, Halfling, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Solomon Floshem, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He has violet eyes.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Tanner. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Tanner work with an outfit from a few towns over. Tanner work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and regain custody of his son
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Military, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Aquan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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