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Pelt Of Claws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'3". She wears a pastel shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and violet pants, and her gloved hand is found clutching a shield. She wears her yellow fur down. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Low range voice

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Pelt Of Claws, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)15 (+2) 12 (+1)14 (+2) 13 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Nature +4, Persuasion +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Terran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 290 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.


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Maiathah Melancon, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available she will default to her spear. Her long golden hair reaches down to her waist. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She refers to her adoptive father 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: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Bather they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Cook, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion.

Ideals: Passionate, Athletic. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Posh accent

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Maiathah Melancon, Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)13 (+1) 8 (-1)12 (+1) 8 (-1)13 (+1)
Skills Animal Handling +1, History +3
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 40 gp.


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Hûmgrat Wharton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a black vest and prefers red and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Hûmgrat was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Smooth and feminine

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Hûmgrat Wharton, Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
18 (+4)13 (+1) 9 (-1)12 (+1) 13 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills Arcana +3, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Gnome
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 700 sp. Silver pearl (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.


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Rimple Beren, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: He is a husky man, who wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He got into the Guard business at a young age. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Guard responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Mousy voice

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Rimple Beren, Male Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'5") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)11 (+0) 16 (+3)16 (+3) 16 (+3)9 (-1)
Skills Sleight of Hand +2, Survival +5
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Gnoll, Auran, Goblin
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136400000

Possessions: 1600 sp.


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Delebean Turen, Male Gnome [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a tan shirt with thin white vertical stripes and tan pants. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. 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 dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Thin and wheezing

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Delebean Turen, Male Gnome Sorcerer 2
Small (3'5") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)5 (-3) 13 (+1)12 (+1) 13 (+1)15 (+2)
Skills Deception +4, Intimidation +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Goblin
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged -1 / 1d6-3, Grapple -2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11640

Possessions: 360 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Kiirith Delmirev, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: An older man who wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, he is not a threatening figure. His blue crest is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

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Kiirith Delmirev, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)17 (+3) 12 (+1)10 (+0) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Deception +3, Nature +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Ahlyssa Riley, Female Human [Permalink]

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Description: She wears brown trousers with tan and grey striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She carries a battered nunchaku and tarnished greataxe as well. Her hair is short and white. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Ahlyssa hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her poetry career. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. 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. She was granted arcane powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

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Ahlyssa Riley, Female Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 15 (+2)7 (-2) 11 (+0)12 (+1)
Skills Performance +3, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 50 gp.


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Tree Shoe, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly axes and shortspears. He has no fur. He has a dull look in his copper eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Tree lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Tree 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 Tree. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Smooth and feminine

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Tree Shoe, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)12 (+1) 11 (+0)11 (+0) 16 (+3)11 (+0)
Skills Religion +2, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 160 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp).


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Aelar Wasanthi, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His brown hair is still thick. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aelar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Relaxed voice

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Aelar Wasanthi, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)16 (+3) 11 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)7 (-2)
Skills Animal Handling +3, Athletics +4
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.


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