Surina Kerrhylon, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She has a missing left leg. She wears a green armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. Her crest is short and green. Her red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Apothecary for the past few years.
Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 20 (+5) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin, Druidic, Celestial
Attacks Melee +7 / 1d6+5, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 pp.
Dynamic Of World, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'9" when asserting herself. Her orange fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines amber.
Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.
History: Dynamic lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her father worked until she suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. She had to support her now crippled father and took her father's old job. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 23 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +1 / 1d10-1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Trail Mirror, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her fur is lavender, silky, and of moderate length. She has amber eyes.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Baker.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp. Brown-green garnet (130 gp).
Ilga Brixton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This tall, slender woman wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her red hair, when down, is lengthy. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines blue.
Personality: This woman loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: To unite with her brother; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Hupe Hogcollar, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.
Tippletoe Gummen, Female Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady blue eyes.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When Tippletoe reached her early adolescence her Gnome father 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Elaim Morigak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He very much looks the part of a Soapmaker. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his nunchaku, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His hair is blonde and very short. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed grey hat.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 12. 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 misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He struck the Soapmaker job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a butcher again
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 4 (-3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Two Llamas Treat, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'7" when asserting himself. He wears his red fur down. His copper eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
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 is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His first spouse was a Sailor, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 20 (+5) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +7 / 1d4+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Carrie Iathrana, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'10" and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. 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 get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
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