Osah Benevolence, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She has styled her black hair well, parting it to the left. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Shepherd arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she is greedy
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Scottish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Kaladan Pyraxtallinost, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He has dyed his greying blue crest a little too much giving a sharp blue color. He has gold eyes and a black hat with a grey feather.
Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Kaladan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. Recently the stress of being a Dyer has made it difficult for him to sleep.
Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Balam Guilt, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and carries bastard swords. He keeps his long blue hair kept up in a rat tail. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Balam fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to protect his home
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Pirate accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Terran, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Spear Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, white shirt, and black tie. He is physically well-built. He has dyed his greying cinnamon fur a little too much giving a sharp cinnamon color. He has hazel eyes and a pastel hat with a white feather.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Shipwright born in the past three hundred years. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: He was raised in a island tribe. Spear abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: Expand his business; and he wants to get laid
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Infernal, Goblin
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 2 Acid flasks.
Shifting Wing, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather. His long yellow fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His copper eyes peer out from beneath his feathered pastel hat.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and an old rival family wants him found
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Shivering In the Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears an entirely pastel suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her brown fur is knotted and matted. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Stableman work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stableman work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has worked as a Stableman like her father before her.
Motivation: Expand her business; and she is unsatisfied with her job
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Eberdeb Maekkelferce, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tan costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has achieved small success as a Bookbinder.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Soft and melodious
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 2000 cp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp).
Soveliss Yaeldrin, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Locksmith born in the past three hundred years. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He tends to his Locksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave, Military. Occupation: Locksmith
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, 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: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Tordek Steelfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 4'2" and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: Tordek was raised in a hard working conservative environment. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He struck the Fletcher job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. 4 Acid flasks.
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