Nicor Compassion, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. He is baby faced.
Personality: Nicor is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a great chef.
History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and money/treasure
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Gnome, Terran, Draconic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp.
Three Hummingbird, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. Her lavender fur, when down, is lengthy. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.
History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. She took after her father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her father taught her to defend herself. When her father died while fighting brigands, the young Three began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Three was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the brigands.
Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Trey Clapham, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His auburn hair is lengthy. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Trey was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Farmer. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Eastern European accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Citrine (20 gp).
Caelynn Arnuanna, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Sporting a red mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her eyes are blue and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She hates Elves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: She was born in a small plains village. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She bought a warhammer and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people; and gnomish compassion
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 pp. Bloodstone (30 gp).
Astaro Death, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This slender woman stands about 6'3". She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She keeps her blue hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her father. 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. After a long history of fighting, Astaro and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Flaws: Insomniac, Terse, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tiefling, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 16 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Beatrice Willoughby, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She wears her chestnut hair down. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.
History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: She has a crush on the local Animal Trainer; and to settle down with her crush
Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. Smoky quartz (80 gp).
Dain Rakankrak, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fletcher arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.
Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Debt. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 900 sp.
Pallabar Fiddlefen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 77. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Pallabar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Born to a Butcher, his father struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, 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. 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. Pallabar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1000 sp.
Raer Larson, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His white hair is thinning but still full. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.
Personality: He is a Bookbinder first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He struck the Bookbinder job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a stylist again
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 310 gp. Blue quartz (9 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). 1 Half-Plate.
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