Frederick Hanes, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This western man wears a yellow tunic with green highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has violet eyes.
Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Frederick was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Doctor. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.
Ideals: Justice, Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Harvest Of Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He keeps his brown fur in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.
Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is a great chef.
History: Harvest 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. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Aasathra Zzzxaaxthroth, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears dull black sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed axe, just in case. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her rusty crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Her eyes are a pleasant red.
Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside her partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal, Celestial, Terran, Goblin
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, 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: 90 gp.
Balifra Durthane, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. She dresses like a well dressed Tailor does, marred by sweets. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines brown.
Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 Tailor. She now owns her own business.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Tailor responsibilities is difficult; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'10") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp.
Thervan Caphaxath, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.
History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a strong sense of loyalty to halfling people
Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Savaran Ophinshtalajiir, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears professional attire. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. She has red eyes.
Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: Savaran was born the youngest of three triplets. When Savaran reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn 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 remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Ruler and was forced into it by her family; and marry her brother to traveling adventurers
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 190 gp.
Trail Of Ale, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears tattered old clothes. Her gray fur is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are hazel.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Her parents were killed by giants in a raid when she was still a young child. The giants captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and her religion dominates her actions
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Draconic, Dwarven
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: Citrine (50 gp).
Tarak Vance, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are a pleasant green.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he seems to be bored by most things
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 pp. Obsidian (8 gp). 1 Breastplate.
Rezena Norixius, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman stands a little under 6'2" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her silver crest is thinning but still full. Her red eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Rezena grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Rezena. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Architect
Voice: Ums and uhs a lot
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial, Giant
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
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