Harvest Of Clay, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears just a brown suit. Her beige fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Harvest was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Mayor. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.
Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and wants to open a new tavern
Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, 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 | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Hoglik Ainsworth, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a white and red robe with the hood down. He is physically well-built. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Hoglik was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Dilettante. He became a Dilettante soon after.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military, Job, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 4 (-3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Left-Handed Of Ebony, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his left hand. His fur, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
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 inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.
Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Hourglass.
Trail Grass, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He has a missing left arm. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His yellow fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He works hard and plays hard.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Being born in the east, 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 east 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 north. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Druidic, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Hourglass.
Kali Hope, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears baggy black pantaloons and a grey scarf. Her red hair is smooth and relatively long. She is baby faced.
Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.
History: Kali lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her first spouse was a Brewer, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west; and an old rival family wants her found
Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Infernal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 330 gp. 1 Smokesticks.
Travok Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears professional attire. He has moderate length golden hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: The child of a Shoemaker, who enjoyed hunting, Travok was taken on many hunting expeditions. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 3 (-4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Orc, 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 | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Carnelian (30 gp).
Maagog Turnuroth, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. He keeps his rusty crest in a pixie cut. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Miner for hire.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and balancing his hectic life and new miner responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Goblin, Druidic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 280 gp.
Cloak On the Mountaintop, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. His cinnamon fur is greasy and uncared for. His ears are large.
Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is an amazing painter.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Cloak grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Halfling compassion; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Abyssal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp.
Traubon Ungart, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
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. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Traubon was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to end his boredom
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp).
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