Quespa Fharngnarthnost, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She has wavy rusty crest. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She plays an instrument quite well.
History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she desires power and/or immortality
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Art Peak, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of longswords on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His beige fur is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are amber.
Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Art was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Armorer. 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. Art fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Terran, Giant
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 |
Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Hourglass.
Abalaba Timbers, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. Her skin is light but she possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. She wears a blue shirt with thin white vertical stripes and red pants. She has moderate length blonde hair. Her eyes are a pleasant hazel.
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 Gnome in existence. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 Shoemaker. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 11 years.
Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she is content
Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Speaks with back of mouth
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling, Celestial, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Jabbie Quillsharpener, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.
History: Jabbie was born with his mother's beautiful face. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jabbie fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome
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 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Frederick Tewksbury, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Frederick will drive conversation. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.
History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His childhood dream was to be a Body Guard, but he was a colossal failure. 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: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a body guard again
Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Elegant Of Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a simple pastel robe with black stripes complete with hood. His cinnamon fur is thinning but still full. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tabaxis in Elegant's homeland. Elegant decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Art Thunder, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man is very fat, and wears pastel trousers with grey and pastel striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His long white fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.
Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: High pitched and raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate.
Serpent Of Snakes, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 5'11" and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His fur is beige and very short. He has a dull look in his green eyes.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is a great chef.
History: He was born in the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bounty Hunter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Pennie Whispermouse, Female Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Brewer
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'8") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic, Draconic, Giant, Celestial
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (10 gp).
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