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Sun Mist, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her fur is black, silky, and of moderate length. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She comes from a rich eastern family. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Voice breaks

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Sun Mist, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)17 (+3) 13 (+1)6 (-2) 13 (+1)9 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +5, Animal Handling +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 70 gp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp).


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Trail Of Clay, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This exceptionally lanky woman is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. She has no fur. She has a dull look in her amber eyes.

Personality: She is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though she does not identify as such. The war was a terrible time for her, and Trail does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and tiefling compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Pirate accent

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Trail Of Clay, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)11 (+0) 16 (+3)16 (+3) 10 (+0)15 (+2)
Skills Insight +2, Persuasion +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Terran, Auran, Goblin
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: 1400 sp.


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Anne Kelsey, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

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Anne Kelsey, Female Human Sorcerer 3
Medium (4'11") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)17 (+3) 12 (+1)10 (+0) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +3, Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Forcas Mystery, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is renowned for his bright green suits and hats. His chestnut hair is lengthy. This silver eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Carter responsibilities is difficult; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Slave. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Squeaky

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Forcas Mystery, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'4") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 14 (+2)19 (+4)
Skills Nature +4, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Sylvan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 280 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Spring Shore, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a simple brown robe with grey stripes complete with hood. His cinnamon fur is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. 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: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence, Impeccable. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

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Spring Shore, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)12 (+1) 14 (+2)12 (+1) 9 (-1)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +1, Persuasion +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 1 Breastplate.


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Andry Hilltopple, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her silver hair is greasy and uncared for. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Painter. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Andry grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Andry. 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 threatened by others.

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

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Andry Hilltopple, Female Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
4 (-3)13 (+1) 11 (+0)16 (+3) 7 (-2)12 (+1)
Skills Arcana +5, Investigation +5
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal, Druidic, Ignan
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d6-3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Bhevek Hilltopple, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and he perpetually has his mace ready. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Bhevek isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Bhevek was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Bhevek's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Farmer accent

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Bhevek Hilltopple, Male Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (3'0") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 1 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)16 (+3) 6 (-2)13 (+1) 16 (+3)9 (-1)
Skills Intimidation +1, Medicine +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Ûkbûk Hayley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His skin is also unnaturally pale. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: pre-pubescent

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Ûkbûk Hayley, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'4") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)13 (+1) 12 (+1)8 (-1) 12 (+1)5 (-3)
Skills Intimidation -1, Medicine +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 90 gp.


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Dûgz Marleigh, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a white top hat and white clothes. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born in the east to a Armorer, Dûgz learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Job, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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Dûgz Marleigh, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'9") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)13 (+1) 13 (+1)7 (-2) 13 (+1)9 (-1)
Skills Insight +3, Investigation +0
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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