Flask Mist, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on her right hand. She has wavy gray fur. She has blue eyes.
Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and to settle down with her crush
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Lazy, PTSD, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Leshanna Trowbridge, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears violet trousers with brown and pastel striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She wears her golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Leshanna embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Actor arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs
Ideals: Opinionated, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Actor
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 4 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Suhnae Caphaxath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Suhnae grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Suhnae abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 200 sp. 2 Antitoxin.
Kristryd Orcfoe, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She prefers to wear brown clothing when she does not wear armor. Her white hair is braided into rings. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.
Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. Kristryd 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: Born in the west to a Slave Trader, Kristryd learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Kristryd took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. She has since lost track of the people in her past.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and doesn't want to be a slave trader and was forced into it by her family
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Family, Job, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1100 sp.
Arara Raethran, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. She has dyed her greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. Her gray eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. 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: Gifted from a young age, Arara studied abroad. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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 find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister
Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Server
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 120 pp. Citrine (80 gp). White pearl (120 gp). Sard (80 gp).
Traki Xistsrith, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.
Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Traki does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Ploughman arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. 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 open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new ploughman responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Adam Kent, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.
History: Born to a Stylist, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent mother
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Auran
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, 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: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Rangrim Trueanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a grey tunic with black highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes, and he perpetually has his axe ready. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He worked as a nervous Crown-heir and found it very stressful. He struck the Crown-heir job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Citrine (40 gp).
Reirak Goldfinder, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears just a brown suit. His head has been shaved. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He works hard and plays hard.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 27 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 6 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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