Rivaan Mohradyllion, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a black tunic with green highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He keeps his long gold crest kept up in a rat tail. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: The child of a Glassblower, who enjoyed hunting, Rivaan was taken on many hunting expeditions. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: To protect his home; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp.
Gomory Sarcasm, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her blue hair is knotted and matted. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is a great chef.
History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her father. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: She's attracted to the PC.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (70 gp). 1 Hourglass.
Lone Of Wine, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has done his best to style his lavender fur to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Lone embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Reynard Paxton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A freak accident while working with his Herbalist father left him crippled. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Revenge.
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Rock crystal (40 gp).
Nemeia Amuse, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a black feathered hat and black clothes. She has no hair. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her parents were killed by brigands in a raid when she was still a young child. The brigands captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to protect her home
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Guardian. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Vanuath Koehlanna, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. He has wavy silver hair. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. 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 born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he wants to meet his childhood hero
Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).
Seven Running, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has dyed his greying cinnamon fur a little too much giving a sharp cinnamon color. He has green eyes and a pastel hat with a blue feather.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is obsessed with his god.
History: Seven lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and an old rival family wants him found
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Abyssal, Undercommon, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Surina Tiammanthyllish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She has done her best to style her black crest to look like a famous performer. Her eyes are gold.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Surina was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She found a children's book about a Dragonborn Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Abyssal, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Aramil Moreno, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: Aramil was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Seamstress work with an outfit from a few towns over. Seamstress work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
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