Berrian Cithreth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a fancy blue suit. His brown hair is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Being a Layabout kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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: 150 gp.
Moon Of Ivory, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: 5'11" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has styled her cinnamon fur well, parting it to the left. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Moon was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Moon's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Moon and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and her religion dominates her actions
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Trail Hummingbird, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. Her fur is lavender and very short. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: She is a Sage first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Trail grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Trail. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Sage responsibilities is difficult.
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Blendaeth Verthisathurgiesh, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: An older woman who wears long strands of opal and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, she is not a threatening figure. Her crest is white, silky, and of moderate length. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Mercenary born in the past three hundred years. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Blendaeth was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. After coming to the age of reason, Blendaeth took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. 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 Apothecary again.
Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Hollow voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Ar-Pratu Hayes, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a white costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has moderate length red hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Job. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Right-Handed Of Wine, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He wears a colorful flower in his red fur. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is wracked by social anxiety
Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Infernal, Giant
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: 300 sp.
Traulam Dalanthan, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A plain young-adult woman, she dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her black hair is still thick. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.
History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a son. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, In love. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, 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: 130 gp.
Fragrant Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She has styled her gray fur well, parting it to the right. Her amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. She enjoys reading and quiet.
History: Born in the west to a Navigator, Fragrant learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 2 years.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 19 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 4 (-3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Falkrunn Broodfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is wearing a long, brown cloak. Her silver hair is thinning but still full. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her green eyes.
Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Falkrunn is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She has never given up on her poetry dream.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing her hectic life and new herbalist responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Joker, Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
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