Justin Tenley, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and tends to wear a large brown jacket. His skin is also unnaturally pale. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Detective born in the past three hundred years. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Justin grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a longsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and regain custody of his son
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Detective
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple -1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.
Travok Steelfist, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bookbinder. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: Travok is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: He was born in the south. When Travok reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Jamaican accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 330 gp.
Sariel Xistsrith, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She carries with her a set of tridents, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father 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. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north; and she has passion for adventuring and risk
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Persistence, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Celestial, Terran
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: Just what you see.
Elysande Burton, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 5'5" and muscular, this southern woman dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a white coat with blue slacks. Her white hair is well kept. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.
History: She got into the Scribe business at a young age. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Scribe hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She's also a talented Engraver, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Scribe responsibilities is difficult; and she feels threatened by others
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Lapis lazuli (6 gp).
Tarhun Chumbyxirinnish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This southern man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His clothes are grease stained in places. His crest is cut close to his head. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.
History: Tarhun was born with his father's beautiful face. Tarhun was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ruler. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to reunite with his absent father
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Ruler
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Halfling, Goblin, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Simple lock.
Moon Of Winter, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His orange fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His copper eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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: He has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic, Aquan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 230 gp.
Hubert Shelly, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a grey shirt with thin black vertical stripes and violet pants. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out
Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
Flask In Woods, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears just a brown suit. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length brown fur. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.
History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Dyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs.
Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Booming voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Sylvan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Five Peak, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished hand crossbow as well. His black fur is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are hazel.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He enjoys reading and quiet.
History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Five was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp).
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