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Borun Appleblossom, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears baggy white pantaloons and a red scarf. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Borun is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He married young, but lost his spouse to gnolls. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Slurs words

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Borun Appleblossom, Male Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (2'11") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)12 (+1) 15 (+2)11 (+0) 5 (-3)13 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +3, Persuasion +3
Senses Passive Perception 7
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1064

Possessions: 300 gp.


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Cloud Of Snakes, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 6'0", this man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His cinnamon fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Shepherd but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Cloud was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Cloud was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Pacifist, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Relaxed voice

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Cloud Of Snakes, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 2 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)14 (+2) 7 (-2)16 (+3) 13 (+1)16 (+3)
Skills Persuasion +5, Survival +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Gnome, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day136500000

Possessions: 1300 sp.


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Creega Sydney, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: She is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She has a hunchback. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her ears are large.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Creaky witch voice

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Creega Sydney, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)5 (-3) 15 (+2)8 (-1) 13 (+1)10 (+0)
Skills Perception +3, Persuasion +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged -1 / 1d8-3, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 400 gp.


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Ridaro Horineth, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available she will default to her lance. Her head has been shaved. Her eyes are amber.

Personality: Ridaro speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and to unite with her brother

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Attributes [hide]

Ridaro Horineth, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)15 (+2) 9 (-1)10 (+0) 9 (-1)14 (+2)
Skills Acrobatics +4, Deception +4
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 1000 cp.


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Great Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his white fur up. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Great was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Servant. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: 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; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Raspy

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Great Plume, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)13 (+1) 13 (+1)7 (-2) 14 (+2)11 (+0)
Skills Intimidation +2, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 40 gp.


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Savaran Chumbyxirinnish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. Her green crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. She has gold eyes and a black hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: Savaran is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Savaran has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Italian accent

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Savaran Chumbyxirinnish, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)10 (+0) 15 (+2)10 (+0) 10 (+0)10 (+0)
Skills Intimidation +2, Survival +2
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 140 gp.


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Harvest Thundercloud, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He likes to wear brown tank tops with blue pants. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length red fur. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in the north to a Animal Trainer, Harvest learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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. He became a Animal Trainer soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a ploughman again

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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Harvest Thundercloud, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
7 (-2)10 (+0) 13 (+1)17 (+3) 13 (+1)8 (-1)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Intimidation +1
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Dwarven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1364000000

Possessions: 380 gp.


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Semyaza Blame, Female Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her chestnut hair is thinning but still full. Her black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister; and doesn't want to be a assassin and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Debt, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Shortens vowels

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Semyaza Blame, Female Tiefling Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
14 (+2)11 (+0) 13 (+1)11 (+0) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Sleight of Hand +2, Stealth +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1064

Possessions: 180 gp.


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Verna Stoutman, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: She wears a red vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her red boots flare out at the collars. Her white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. Her eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was born in the south. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Assassin. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Assassin for hire.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Dark and ominous

Attributes [hide]

Verna Stoutman, Female Halfling Sorcerer 1
Small (2'11") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)16 (+3) 13 (+1)16 (+3) 14 (+2)14 (+2)
Skills Acrobatics +5, Athletics +1
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon, Dwarven, Giant
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day135300000

Possessions: 1000 cp. Blue quartz (16 gp).


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