Fragrant Of Winter, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'7". She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and her gloved hand is found clutching a hammer. Her cinnamon fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.
History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: To protect her home; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, In love, Nature, Slave, Guardian. Occupation: Server
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin, Giant, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, 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: Just what you see.
Oriel Huckabee, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears a grey shirt, with a blue mid length skirt with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She is obsessed with her god.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She has never given up on her music dream.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Slave. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 60 gp. Hematite (4 gp).
Buvvie Sympony, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a tan coat. Her hair is long and blonde with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small tan clips. She has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.
Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Barber hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is wracked by social anxiety
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 26 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 31000 sp.
Therlin Foamtankard, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. Her hair is white and curly. Her gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.
History: Therlin was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Therlin 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 Therlin. 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 the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes
Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 160 gp.
Hatae Hill, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She tends to wear a large yellow jacket. She has done her best to style her golden hair to look like a famous performer. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Hatae grew up listening to her father's many stories. She worked as a nervous Butcher and found it very stressful. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hatae fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and marry her brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Oskar Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries a battered dagger and tarnished glaive as well. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Oskar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Job, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Merla Smoothhands, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. 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 shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.
History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. When Merla reached her early adolescence her Halfling 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. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and she wants to meet her childhood hero
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'9") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, 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: Just what you see.
Vondal Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His tied-back hair is golden. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Butcher who has hired him part-time. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Vondal alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Half-Plate.
Maiathah Thompson, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her hair is red and curly. Her eyes are likewise green.
Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.
History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. Maiathah was born on a far southern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Ploughman. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
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