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Harvest Of Ivory, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with black slacks. Her fur is lavender and curly. Her eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Born in the north to a Bounty Hunter, Harvest learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She tends to her Bounty Hunter job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: To be a Mercenary again; and balancing her hectic life and new bounty hunter responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Italian accent

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Harvest Of Ivory, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)12 (+1) 8 (-1)17 (+3)
Skills Nature +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 5000 cp.


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Cask Wing, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his monstrous two handed axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His cinnamon fur is heavily combed to the left. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Cask isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Cask was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and to be a healer again

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

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Cask Wing, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)14 (+2) 18 (+4)9 (-1) 17 (+3)14 (+2)
Skills Insight +5, Survival +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 2000 cp.


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Beiro Lathalas, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His black hair is cut short. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He comes from a rich western family. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: American accent

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Beiro Lathalas, Male Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)13 (+1) 14 (+2)9 (-1) 13 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Deception +3, Nature +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 1400 sp.


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Koeth Othronus, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He is a husky man, who tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His red hair is lengthy. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed blue hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Koeth alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and he wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: American accent

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Koeth Othronus, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)14 (+2) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)16 (+3)
Skills Nature +3, Sleight of Hand +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 130 gp. Rock crystal (80 gp).


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Geva Walcott, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She prefers to wear brown clothing when she does not wear armor. Her hair is cut close to her head. She has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Booming voice

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Geva Walcott, Female Human Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'1") Human, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)18 (+4) 11 (+0)15 (+2) 16 (+3)15 (+2)
Skills Athletics +1, Insight +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Undercommon, Aquan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +5
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12640000

Possessions: 280 gp. Alexandrite (200 gp).


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Kelter Smoothhands, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 2'11". He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Kelter was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Assassin and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Aggressive tone

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Kelter Smoothhands, Male Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (2'11") Halfling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)19 (+4) 16 (+3)14 (+2) 11 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Animal Handling +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Terran, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Vapula Chance, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her brown robe. She wears a deerstalker hat to cover her moderate length brown hair. Her white eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Scribe. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Vapula was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. A gifted student she started as a Barkeep, but she got bored and became a Scribe. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and expand her business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Breathy voice

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Vapula Chance, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)17 (+3) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 7 (-2)16 (+3)
Skills Deception +5, Insight +0
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 80 gp.


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Anbera Foamtankard, Female Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: She is dressed in an above average manner. Her long auburn hair reaches down to her waist. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her deerstalker grey hat.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She got into the Ploughman business at a young age. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has worked as a Ploughman like her father before her.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: American accent

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Anbera Foamtankard, Female Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)14 (+2) 6 (-2)14 (+2) 14 (+2)12 (+1)
Skills Nature +4, Stealth +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 370 gp. Jet (120 gp). Red spinel (120 gp). 1 Half-Plate.


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Reeza Blakeley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available she will default to her bow. She has a long golden ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: She hates drow. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Her parents were killed by drow in a raid when she was still a young child. The drow captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Pirate accent

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Reeza Blakeley, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'7") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)12 (+1) 11 (+0)16 (+3) 12 (+1)6 (-2)
Skills Athletics +2, Performance +0
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Terran, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 70 gp. Brown-green garnet (140 gp).


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