Don Merton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Animal Trainer mother left him crippled. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: To be a Animal Trainer again; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion
Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 350 gp.
Fragrant Of Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sellsword. His white fur is long and unkept. He is baby faced.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: He was born in the east. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Smoking Treat, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She prefers to wear flannel. Her fur is short and red. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is obsessed with her god.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother
Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 180 gp.
Clerebold Stanton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down, and carries longswords. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Clerebold was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Performer. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Clerebold 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's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Nutae Caerdonel, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 5'4" and muscular, this southern man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.
Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Nutae is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and retire the richest man in the south
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Druidic, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Ronobe Art, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.
History: Ronobe was born the youngest of three triplets. Her first spouse was a Bather, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She's also a talented Bather, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a bather again
Bonds: Job, Slave, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Sylvan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
Andraste Meliamne, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are green and catlike.
Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. The war was a terrible time for her, and Andraste does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.
History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Neega Holton, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. Her chestnut hair is braided into rings. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Weaver. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
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. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
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 | 3 |
Possessions: 2000 cp. Blue quartz (4 gp).
Andraste Tiltathana, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This fat southern woman has a bulbous nose and is dressed in earthy colors with a yellow and blue handkerchief worn on her left side. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. She has dyed her greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. Her eyes are likewise brown.
Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. A true patriot, Andraste would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.
History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She became a Seamstress soon after.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
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