Dagger Of Ebony, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her scythe with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her orange fur is braided into rings. She has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.
Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is harsh and unforgiving.
History: She was born in a small mountains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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. Dagger took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor she uses now. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west.
Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Undercommon, Abyssal, Orc, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. Deep green spinel (40 gp). 1 Banded mail.
Aura Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She has moderate length gray fur. Her fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and retire the richest woman in the south
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Tordrid Glanhig, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She keeps her long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. Her gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Tordrid's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Tordrid was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the martial powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tordrid fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for her
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Sage
Voice: Timid voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Alexandre Samuel, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and someone believes him a fraud
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Mason
Voice: Old thin voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Jade (70 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Isabella Fahrend, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a violet costume with the symbols of her god on her torso. Her auburn hair is singed and shortened. She has gray eyes.
Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. 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: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Junk Dealer arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the north were limited. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and a deep hatred of giants
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 sp.
Tomph Vance, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. She has a very tight haircut. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.
Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.
History: Tomph was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Optimist, Persistence, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Goblin, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, 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: 90 gp.
Dain Brazzik, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a husky man, who is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He has wavy black hair. He is baby faced.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: Born to a Engraver, his father struggled to pay the bills. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Layabout. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to be a engraver again
Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1100 sp.
Az-Bror Quinton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. This blue eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Gifted, Persistence, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Orc, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Galinndan Floshem, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'9" and wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Flaws: Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Dwarven
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 |
Possessions: 70 gp. 4 Antitoxin.
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