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Gale Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This western woman typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She wears a small hat to hide her balding. Her copper eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Addict, Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Irish accent

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Gale Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)15 (+2) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 16 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills Medicine +5, Survival +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 120 gp.


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Millicent Shelby, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She tends to wear a large grey jacket. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide her balding. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her childhood dream was to be a Fletcher, but she was a colossal failure. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

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Millicent Shelby, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'8") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)14 (+2) 8 (-1)7 (-2) 16 (+3)8 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Religion +0
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 60 gp.


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Dagger Running, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light pastel in addition to tight pants, and he perpetually has his spear ready. He has yellow fur. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Old Prospector

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Dagger Running, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)16 (+3) 10 (+0)12 (+1) 14 (+2)17 (+3)
Skills Stealth +5, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Myev Wilberforce, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She is fiercely devoted to her father, and views her father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. When Myev reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc 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. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Stableman they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Gardener, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To unite with her sister; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Indian accent

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Myev Wilberforce, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'2") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)14 (+2) 11 (+0)11 (+0) 17 (+3)7 (-2)
Skills Animal Handling +5, Perception +5
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 2000 cp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). 1 Banded mail.


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Panana Fiddlefen, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a tan small hat and tan clothes. With wild red hair. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is obsessed with her god.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. 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 Cook. She tends to her Cook job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Flaws: Addict, Impulsive, Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Russian accent

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Panana Fiddlefen, Female Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'0") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)10 (+0) 11 (+0)10 (+0) 9 (-1)11 (+0)
Skills Medicine +1, Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 50 gp.


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Shamash Tiammanthyllish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. He has styled his blue crest well, parting it to the right. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Seamstress. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

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Shamash Tiammanthyllish, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)12 (+1) 17 (+3)6 (-2) 12 (+1)17 (+3)
Skills History +0, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 7000 cp.


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Tricking Of Ebony, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a pastel coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head, and is pretty ugly. He wears his red fur up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

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 is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

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Tricking Of Ebony, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)17 (+3) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 12 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Athletics +2, Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Shield.


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Trey Langdon, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and he perpetually has his scimitar ready. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Trey was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Switch between two voices

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Trey Langdon, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'5") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)11 (+0) 9 (-1)12 (+1) 12 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Nature +3, Persuasion +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 40 gp.


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Andraste Suithrasas, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She is a mite stocky and has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her white robe. Her hair is short and chestnut. Her skin is flawless and her violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. The war was a terrible time for her, and Andraste does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. When Andraste reached her early adolescence her Elf 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 used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Spanish accent

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Andraste Suithrasas, Female Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)13 (+1) 11 (+0)5 (-3) 14 (+2)11 (+0)
Skills Persuasion +2, Religion -1
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day7

Possessions: 340 gp.


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