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Beast Of Clay, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 6'3", this woman is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. She keeps her cinnamon fur in a flapper bob. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Beast hails from a village terrorized by orcs. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. Some 9 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Beast never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Enemies, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Soft and mumbly

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Beast Of Clay, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)11 (+0) 16 (+3)11 (+0) 13 (+1)10 (+0)
Skills Sleight of Hand +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Small steel mirror.


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Seere Blur, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a black shirt, with a green mid length skirt with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and she perpetually has her longsword ready. Her dark red hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She disdains her fellow westerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tieflings in Seere's homeland. Seere decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: High pitched, excited

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Seere Blur, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'7") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)12 (+1) 7 (-2)17 (+3) 13 (+1)16 (+3)
Skills Investigation +5, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Draconic, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1353000000

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Superior lock.


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Qemuel Twist, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. 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: The child of a Unemployed, who enjoyed hunting, Qemuel was taken on many hunting expeditions. His childhood dream was to be a Unemployed, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Dyer.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants revenge against drow

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

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Qemuel Twist, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)10 (+0) 13 (+1)9 (-1) 12 (+1)9 (-1)
Skills Athletics +4, Intimidation +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Bundrigo Tallfellow, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Bundrigo was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's in love

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Attractive. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Attributes [hide]

Bundrigo Tallfellow, Male Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
6 (-2)15 (+2) 14 (+2)8 (-1) 15 (+2)10 (+0)
Skills Investigation +1, Religion +1
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 700 sp. Jade (130 gp). 1 Thunderstones.


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Tatyan Mystan, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her scarlet crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Ploughman. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Tatyan hails from a village terrorized by illithids. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

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Tatyan Mystan, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)9 (-1) 15 (+2)8 (-1) 10 (+0)14 (+2)
Skills Animal Handling +2, Athletics +4
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +1 / 1d8-1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 300 gp.


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Symma Nucklestamp, Female Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: A middle-aged woman, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured, and is pretty ugly. Her chestnut hair is knotted and matted. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Symma will drive conversation. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Voice breaks

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Symma Nucklestamp, Female Gnome Sorcerer 1
Small (3'2") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)13 (+1) 12 (+1)13 (+1) 10 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Investigation +3, Medicine +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 130 gp.


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Melech Anger, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright green and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His hair is blue, silky, and of moderate length. His silver eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Courier arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

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Melech Anger, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)16 (+3) 15 (+2)13 (+1) 11 (+0)11 (+0)
Skills Insight +2, Persuasion +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: Silver ewer (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp).


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Raer Rothenel, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears long strands of opal and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His blonde hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Raer's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. The war was a terrible time for him, and Raer does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Raer was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Farmer accent

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Raer Rothenel, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)10 (+0) 13 (+1)15 (+2) 9 (-1)8 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Nature +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day12530000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Three Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A moderately attractive man, he tends to wear a large brown jacket. His red fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Masseuse born in the past three hundred years. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Three was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. After coming to the age of reason, Three took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Three was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and to be a doctor again

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Debt. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

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Three Of Claws, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
18 (+4)12 (+1) 9 (-1)13 (+1) 15 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Investigation +3, Medicine +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 110 gp. Peridot (30 gp).


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