Drifting In the Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She tends to wear a large brown jacket. She carries with her a set of shortbows, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has no fur. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: She was born into a rich family. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. 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: Her religion dominates her actions; and money/treasure
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Dworic Fireforge, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tattered old clothes. He wears his chestnut hair down. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: Dworic hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: 140 gp.
Audhild Silveraxe, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her tied-back hair is auburn. Her violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Audhild was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Low range voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Giant, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Ovina Loderr, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she prefers to wear flannel. Her chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her eyes are likewise blue.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.
History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. A freak accident while working with her Weaver mother left her crippled. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and many giants want her driven away
Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Celestial, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Imsh Payton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a husky man, who wears a white cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. His head has been shaved. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: He was born in the south. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and dragonborn compassion
Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 40 pp.
Vilberg Barlow, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is dressed in an above average manner. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is cut close to his head. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Halfling, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 pp.
Taklinn Aranore, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Justice, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Faran Whispermouse, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: Born to a Mortician, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Halflings in Faran's homeland. Faran decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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5 (-3) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon, Gnoll, Elven
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp. Red garnet (80 gp).
Lezre Hailey, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she very much looks the part of a Body Guard. Her brown hair is lengthy. Her eyes are hazel.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.
History: Lezre was born with her mother's beautiful face. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father 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. 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: To be a Detective again; and expand her business
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Attractive. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Orc, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
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