Kelter Wildheart, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His eyes are likewise gray.
Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 4 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Gnome
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: 20 pp.
Tyna Deephollow, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her longbow with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt, marred by beers. Her auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are violet.
Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She has all her life been fascinated with singing.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. When Tyna reached her early adolescence her Halfling 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 got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Goblin, Abyssal, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Great Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She sports a flattop fur cut. Her eyes are copper and catlike.
Personality: Great 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. 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, Great is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Money/treasure.
Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Banded mail.
River Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She has no fur. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. River is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.
History: She was born in the south. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Giant, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Coral (70 gp). 1 Chain shirt.
Mardnab Miggledy, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears suspenders and tan workpants. Her shirt is white, and she wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. She keeps her long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. Her ears are large.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Armorer business.
History: The child of a Spice Merchant, who enjoyed hunting, Mardnab was taken on many hunting expeditions. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Orc, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Anselm Barlow, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Anselm reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Fax Tiammanthyllish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His brass crest is knotted and matted. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Trail Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is typically in his Bricklayer uniform. His fur is cut close to his head. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Trail was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bricklayer for the past few years.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 370 gp. Carnelian (30 gp).
Joan Quinten, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a violet vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her violet boots flare out at the collars. Her chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. A true patriot, Joan would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When Joan reached her early adolescence her Half-Elf 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. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Nature, Family, Religious. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 sp. Sard (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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