Kite In the Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tattered old clothes. He keeps his long lavender fur kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bowyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Through the years after Kite was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Kite's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Pink pearl (130 gp). 1 Good lock.
Vanuath Liadon, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A 5'4" western man, he wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: Vanuath was born the youngest of three triplets. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.
Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Family, In love. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp.
Az-Bror Stanford, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a white vest and prefers black and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is obsessed with finding treasure.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Az-Bror was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Dyer. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Dyer and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Dyer responsibilities is difficult.
Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Theobald Upton, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a worn and beaten armor, marred by sweets. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. He has violet eyes and a brown hat with a grey feather.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Cook born in the past three hundred years. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Cook business.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He became a Cook soon after.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Debt. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Zircon (20 gp).
Aelar Holimion, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is black and curly. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 19 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Dadalan Phrahdrandon, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His crest is bronze and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.
Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. 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, Dadalan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to reunite with his absent mother
Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Tree Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'11". She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze, and her gloved hand is found clutching a whip. She has done her best to style her yellow fur to look like a famous performer. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. She plays an instrument quite well.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has never given up on her poetry dream.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and money/treasure
Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 2 Smokesticks.
Moon Of Ale, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His black fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Moon took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions
Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Roge Brushgather, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This light-skinned male wears a red wide-brimmed hat and red clothes. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His eyes are amber and catlike.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He uses divination through singing.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Butcher work with an outfit from a few towns over. Butcher work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to be a navigator again
Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Draconic, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 9000 cp.
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