Arjhan Pfaphnyrennish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a black collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly bastard swords and swords. He has wavy bronze crest. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.
History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: To be a Cook again; and further expansion of business
Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Immigrant, Nature, Job. Occupation: Seamstress
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Tod Cherrycheeks, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He very much looks the part of a Carter, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'2" when asserting himself. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson red hat.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. To his fellows he 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: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He became a Carter soon after.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and revenge
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Kerkad Jharthraxyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A middle-aged man, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and is pretty ugly. His gold crest is lengthy. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1 Silver holy symbol.
Windy In Shadow, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her cinnamon fur is still thick. Her eyes are likewise green. Her teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.
History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. Windy was born on a far southern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Banker. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she's in love
Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Banker
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Sarah Beitz, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on her right hand. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes are brown.
Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Sarah grew up listening to her father's many stories. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Halfling companion (her 'brother'). When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Prâk Brady, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Prâk reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has achieved small success as a Priest.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he's repulsed by the pc
Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Job. Occupation: Priest
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Goblin, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Flame Of Spirit, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is typically in his Mortician uniform. He carries with him a set of shields, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His yellow fur, when down, is lengthy. His copper eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. The war was a terrible time for him, and Flame does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Flame was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult
Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Infernal, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 7000 cp. Citrine (80 gp).
Bucklal Brushgather, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 3'0", this man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his morningstar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. To his fellows he 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: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Bucklal was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.
Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and he's repulsed by the pc
Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Draconic, Abyssal, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. Jasper (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Verin Grief, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: 5'10" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her hair is black and curly. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are silver.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.
History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Verin took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor she uses now. She has never given up on her singing dream.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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