Elegant In Woods, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a husky woman, who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her shield with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her fur, while still mostly beige, has prominent grey streaks. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines amber.
Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.
History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. Being a Weaver kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.
Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and money/treasure
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome, Undercommon, Druidic, 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 | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Akra Linxakasendalor, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her crest is rusty and curly. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines red.
Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Stylist work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stylist work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people.
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 400 sp. Zircon (50 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Damien Goodbarrel, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.
Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. After coming to the age of reason, Damien took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and revenge
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Thiala Nailo, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her tan robe. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. She has gray eyes and a blue hat with a tan feather.
Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Scribe arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. Some 6 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Thiala never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Bonds: Rich, In love, Military. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Dutch accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Artin Trueanvil, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a fancy grey dress, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 3'11" when asserting herself. She wears her chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her brown eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: Artin is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Adventurer arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Adventurer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Adventurer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.
Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she is greedy
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 20 pp.
Berrian Fasharash, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender man stands about 5'10". He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.
Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: Born to a Performer, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Glassblower.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Australian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Amber (160 gp).
Chem Trust, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A 5'7" eastern man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His blue hair is heavily combed to the right. He wears an eyepatch.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Layabout born in the past three hundred years. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Chem grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Chem 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 Chem. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal
Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Amber (110 gp).
Seven Mist, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her red fur is heavily combed to the left. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.
Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. After coming to the age of reason, Seven took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was granted martial powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Reynard Kinsley, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is physically well-built. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He uses divination through singing.
History: Gifted from a young age, Reynard studied abroad. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.
Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
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