Sun Of Shadows, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His fur, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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, Sun is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Sun was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: To end his boredom; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
Daar Fharngnarthnost, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman wears silk and lounges about seductively. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on her left hand. Her brass crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: She comes from a rich northern family. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs.
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Onyx (20 gp).
Bree Wildcloak, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She carries with her a set of greatswords, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.
Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.
History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.
Motivation: She is greedy.
Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'2") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Halfling, Druidic
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp. Malachite (7 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Duergath Trueanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He is physically well-built. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: Gifted from a young age, Duergath studied abroad. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. After a long history of fighting, Duergath and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Sariel Fasharash, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around her neck, and a falchion on her belt. Her chestnut hair is wavy and long. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Sariel enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.
History: She got into the Junk Dealer business at a young age. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She became a Junk Dealer soon after.
Motivation: To be a Soapmaker again.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 8 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1200 sp.
Marbas Liberty, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His white eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Actor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Actor
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic, Abyssal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Spear Of Ivory, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his red fur in a flapper bob. He is baby faced.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He uses divination through singing.
History: Spear 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. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnome, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp).
Kite Fang, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A moderately attractive man, 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 cinnamon fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.
History: He comes from a rich southern family. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.
Motivation: He is greedy; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'9") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Abyssal, Sylvan, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 600 sp.
Blendaeth Imbixtellrhyst, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender woman wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. Her silver crest has been sun bleached extensively. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Blendaeth is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Blendaeth was born on a far western mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Body Guard. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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