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Two Llamas Of Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. Her lavender fur is lengthy. Her eyes are yellow and she is always smoking a pipe.

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 has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Rolls R's

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Two Llamas Of Storm, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'9") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)15 (+2) 13 (+1)18 (+4) 6 (-2)15 (+2)
Skills Sleight of Hand +4, Survival +0
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Ignan, Gnome, Druidic, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day14530000000

Possessions: 6000 cp.


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Therai Divinity, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears just a black suit. He has red hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep white.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He became a Sculptor soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

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Therai Divinity, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'6") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)17 (+3) 10 (+0)19 (+4) 9 (-1)16 (+3)
Skills Arcana +6, Athletics +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Aquan, Gnome, Sylvan, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day146500000000

Possessions: 2000 sp. Malachite (6 gp). Peridot (50 gp).


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Spear In the Morning, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She is in excellent shape and wears an entirely brown suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Spear is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Secretive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Actor

Voice: French accent

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Spear In the Morning, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)11 (+0) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Persuasion +4, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Draconic, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 6000 cp.


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Antrara Vangdondalor, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a black vest and prefers grey and brown shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her crest is cut close to her head. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her painting with anyone who is interested.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Antrara took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor she uses now. She bought a pickaxe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces O like U

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Antrara Vangdondalor, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)13 (+1) 10 (+0)7 (-2) 13 (+1)14 (+2)
Skills Nature +0, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 70 gp. 2 Holy water.


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Anselm Benson, Male Human [Permalink]

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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. The war was a terrible time for him, and Anselm does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a Actor, his father struggled to pay the bills. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: German accent

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Anselm Benson, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)12 (+1) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 10 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +2, Athletics +5
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Nadarr Pfaphnyrennish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He is physically well-built. His silver crest is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Slurs words

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Nadarr Pfaphnyrennish, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)12 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 16 (+3)11 (+0)
Skills Athletics +3, Investigation +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 80 pp.


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Whurbin Holderhek, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in the north to a Spy, Whurbin learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has achieved small success as a Spy.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and balancing his hectic life and new spy responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Hissing voice

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Whurbin Holderhek, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 1
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)14 (+2) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 13 (+1)6 (-2)
Skills Intimidation +0
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (200 gp).


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Miles Evans, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing a long, violet cloak. His white hair is singed and shortened. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Miles has worked very hard to control his curse. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Russian accent

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Miles Evans, Male Half-Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'3") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)8 (-1) 16 (+3)13 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Deception +3, Insight +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 70 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp).


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Dee Thistletop, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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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 is wearing a long, red cloak. Her white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. 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 never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Gifted from a young age, Dee studied abroad. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

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Dee Thistletop, Female Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (3'1") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)12 (+1) 9 (-1)9 (-1) 14 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +4, Nature +1
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 1000 cp. Red garnet (120 gp).


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