Reddlepop Boondiggles, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears bulky tan painted plate armor. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.
History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 6 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Bucklal Honeypot, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a red armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure
Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Elven, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 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 |
Possessions: 100 gp.
Sweet Running, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat, and he perpetually has his lance ready. He has no fur. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: Born to a Marshal, his mother struggled to pay the bills. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Trag Colton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious, Slave. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. Chalcedony (50 gp). 1 Breastplate.
Tiaathque Tiltathana, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her hair is long and silver with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small tan clips. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She enjoys reading and quiet.
History: Tiaathque hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it.
Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Druidic
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: 3000 cp.
Pijjirik Norixius, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His silver crest is unkempt and raggedy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
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. He plays an instrument quite well.
History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Pijjirik was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Herbalist. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Sarah Spalding, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available she will default to her sword. Her hair is cut close to her head. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.
Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In her 13th year, her parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Sarah alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by drow. Sarah was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the drow.
Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 6 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Ignan, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple -1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Ûkrom Huckabee, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.
Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Melech Panic, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tieflings in Melech's homeland. Melech decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Melech fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Auran, Undercommon, Terran, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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