Sapply Quillsharpener, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.
History: Gifted from a young age, Sapply studied abroad. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Insomniac. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome, Druidic, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Anselm Radcliffe, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, yellow shirt, and pastel tie, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.
Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Anselm liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Seven In Shadow, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and black handkerchief worn on his left side. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +6
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1600 sp.
Ellyjoybell Nackle, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and very much looks the part of a Guard. Her long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Ellyjoybell is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Guard. She struck the Guard job and began her own company from there.
Motivation: To be a Mercenary again.
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 19 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Infernal, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.
Oblar Underfoot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He very much looks the part of a Mayor. He has shaved his head bald. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
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 will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: Oblar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: He has a crush on the local Laborer; and he's attracted to the pc
Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Abyssal, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 290 gp.
Windy In Shadow, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black fur is unkempt and raggedy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Breastplate.
Anbera Strakeln, Female Dwarf [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 grey trousers with brown and green striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She keeps her auburn hair in a pixie cut. Her skin is flawless and her blue eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the west were limited. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Rivaan Ghaallixirn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a simple black robe with red stripes complete with hood. His silver crest is still thick. His red eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Cook. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He tends to his Cook job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and expand his business
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Cloak Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears just a pastel suit. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. This yellow eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: Someone believes him a fraud; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Amethyst (90 gp).
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