Silent Of Ebony, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His lavender fur, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Silent fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Moon Paws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her fur is orange, silky, and of moderate length. Her half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was taken from her home at a very young age. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Shipwright they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Spy, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers; and revenge
Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Slave, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 380 gp.
Savaran Ophinshtalajiir, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged woman wears a green armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down and is in decent physical shape. Her gold crest is still thick. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Savaran wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.
History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and retire the richest woman in the west
Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Scandinavian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 250 gp.
Manfred Murphy, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: 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 hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Manfred was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Barber. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Ashgarn Blythe, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears his blonde hair down. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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: Ashgarn was born with his mother's beautiful face. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying south to reunite his family. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and he wants revenge against dire rats
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies, Attractive. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 16 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d8+4, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Buckler.
Euphemia Porridgepot, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This southern woman is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father 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 remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan
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: 80 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).
Birel Ofandrus, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She has wavy red hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Birel was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. After coming to the age of reason, Birel took it upon herself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Sage they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Shipwright, and she later adopted a second son.
Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and doesn't want to be a shipwright and was forced into it by her family
Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged -1 / 1d6-3, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Hamil Kettlewhistle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Hamil will drive conversation. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it
Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp. Jet (90 gp).
Aura Moon, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on her left hand. Her orange fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her yellow eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.
History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When Aura reached her early adolescence her Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and to end her boredom
Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Courier
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 1700 sp.
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