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Gorga Rutland, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is very fat, and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull grey iron scale mail. Her red hair is thinning but still full. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and tabaxi compassion

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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Gorga Rutland, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'7") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)14 (+2) 13 (+1)9 (-1) 11 (+0)8 (-1)
Skills Athletics +5, Nature +1
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Banded mail.


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Rose Elderberry, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She has styled her golden hair well, parting it to the right. Her violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: Rose lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and doesn't want to be a bowyer and was forced into it by her family

Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

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Rose Elderberry, Female Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)14 (+2) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 15 (+2)17 (+3)
Skills Arcana +4, History +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Xappan Grief, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a green collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His long purple hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His white eyes peer out from beneath his broad green hat.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Relaxed voice

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Xappan Grief, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)14 (+2) 6 (-2)13 (+1) 11 (+0)13 (+1)
Skills Arcana +3, Religion +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: Jade (90 gp).


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Urshar Rakankrak, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is very fat, and wears baggy brown pantaloons and a white scarf. Her white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. 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's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the east were limited. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Hollow voice

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Urshar Rakankrak, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)14 (+2) 13 (+1)9 (-1) 15 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 500 sp.


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Flame In the Morning, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'1". She is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and her gloved hand is found clutching a shortspear. Her fur is cut close to her head. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. 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 was born at the edge of vast desert. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Half-Orc companion (her 'brother'). 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 get a good night's sleep; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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Flame In the Morning, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)18 (+4) 6 (-2)9 (-1) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Persuasion +3, Religion +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 340 gp.


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Harvest Wind, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Harvest was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Indian accent

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Harvest Wind, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)15 (+2) 16 (+3)10 (+0) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Persuasion +4, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 110 gp.


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Mehen Ophinshtalajiir, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. His rusty crest is heavily combed to the right. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

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. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Server and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Opinionated, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sore throat, cough

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Mehen Ophinshtalajiir, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
18 (+4)9 (-1) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 10 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Investigation +4, Persuasion +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Goblin, Auran
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1265000

Possessions: 200 gp.


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Elysande Bentham, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She dresses like a well dressed Bounty Hunter does. Her brown hair is long and unkept. Her eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: She got into the Bounty Hunter business at a young age. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Bounty Hunter. 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 has decided she is irredeemable; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Booming voice

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Elysande Bentham, Female Human Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'10") Human, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)9 (-1) 11 (+0)11 (+0) 12 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Insight +3, Stealth +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1064

Possessions: 90 gp. Deep green spinel (130 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). 1 Small steel mirror.


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Cloak Of Ebony, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a pastel collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His fur, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His yellow eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Cloak will drive conversation. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Cloak was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Slave Trader hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Stutters

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Cloak Of Ebony, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)18 (+4) 10 (+0)16 (+3) 11 (+0)19 (+4)
Skills Athletics +0, Nature +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Druidic, Aquan, Draconic
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d8-2, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136500000

Possessions: 100 gp.


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