Right-Handed Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length orange fur. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: Born in the east to a Mason, Right-Handed learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mason. He has worked as a Mason like his mother before him.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mason responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Arannis Suithrasas, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a violet vest and prefers green and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He is portly but not overly obese. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Apothecary.
Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Five Shore, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His cinnamon fur is thinning but still full. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: He's in love; and to reunite with his absent mother
Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Orc, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Einkil Morigak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a brown costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. He has a very tight haircut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Einkil reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. After a long history of fighting, Einkil and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 2000 cp. Bloodstone (40 gp). 1 Tanglefoot bags.
Saphara Verthisathurgiesh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She sports a flattop crest cut. Her red eyes peer out from beneath her small green hat.
Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: She was raised by priests from a young age. 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. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and an old rival family wants her found
Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Family, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Terran, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Sun In the Wind, Female Tabaxi [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 is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her fur, while still mostly cinnamon, has prominent grey streaks. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.
History: She got into the Merchant business at a young age. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and she would like to get married and retire
Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, In love, Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Mella Floshem, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and is pretty ugly. Sporting a blonde mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Adventurer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and many gnolls want her driven away
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin, Halfling
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: 6000 cp. Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Amethyst (140 gp).
Therai Elusive, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his longbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His dark red hair is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a great chef.
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. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Therai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 16 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 310 gp.
Olunt Lutgehr, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He wears his golden hair up. 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 receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Gifted from a young age, Olunt studied abroad. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and many giants want him driven away
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'5") Dwarf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal, Celestial, Undercommon
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d6-3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 9000 cp.
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