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Dell Bigheart, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears an entirely red suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Healer profession.

History: Dell lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Healer they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Body Guard, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

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Dell Bigheart, Female Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (2'9") Halfling, Neutral Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
11 (+0)13 (+1) 13 (+1)10 (+0) 13 (+1)12 (+1)
Skills Medicine +3, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day106

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate.


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Left-Handed Fang, Female Tabaxi [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 prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her lavender fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are green and beady.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. 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 comes from a rich southern family. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

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Left-Handed Fang, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)13 (+1) 10 (+0)10 (+0) 12 (+1)18 (+4)
Skills Arcana +2, Nature +2
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day105

Possessions: 400 sp.


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Five On the Mountaintop, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: Standing 5'1", this woman wears a pastel costume with the symbols of strength on her torso. She wears a colorful flower in her lavender fur. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. 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 to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In her youth she was a Soapmaker, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Gruff and masculine

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Five On the Mountaintop, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)17 (+3) 12 (+1)5 (-3) 13 (+1)11 (+0)
Skills History -1, Insight +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day7

Possessions: 500 sp. Rose (30 gp).


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Rathkran Nemmonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears his scarlet crest up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Rathkran grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Rathkran. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

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Rathkran Nemmonis, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
17 (+3)13 (+1) 10 (+0)17 (+3) 14 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Perception +4, Sleight of Hand +3
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Auran, Gnoll, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1353000000

Possessions: 130 gp. Golden pearl (160 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.


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Puyet Ryland, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]

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Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. She is an epitome of beauty. Sporting a brown mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her mother worked until she suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. She had to support her now crippled mother and took her mother's old job. 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: Doesn't want to be a Armorer and was forced into it by her family.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

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Puyet Ryland, Female Half-Orc Sorcerer 1
Medium (6'4") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)7 (-2) 11 (+0)12 (+1) 18 (+4)8 (-1)
Skills Arcana +3, Perception +6
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 90 gp.


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Smoking Of Ivory, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. She has wavy brown fur. Her eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Irish accent

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Smoking Of Ivory, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)14 (+2) 14 (+2)8 (-1) 15 (+2)15 (+2)
Skills Insight +4, Religion +1
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day9

Possessions: 100 sp.


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Right-Handed Of Passion, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She wears her orange fur up. She has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Sailor born in the past three hundred years. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hollow voice

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Right-Handed Of Passion, Female Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)18 (+4) 8 (-1)12 (+1) 7 (-2)13 (+1)
Skills Animal Handling +0, Arcana +3
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day11530

Possessions: 800 sp.


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Trym Swiftwhistle, Female Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She has shaved her head bald. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Trym is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. The war was a terrible time for her, and Trym does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Barrister hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She is content.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

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Trym Swiftwhistle, Female Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (3'2") Halfling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)17 (+3) 16 (+3)11 (+0) 12 (+1)7 (-2)
Skills Insight +3, Sleight of Hand +5
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1064

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Biri Ghaallixirn, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she wears a green costume with the symbols of her god on her torso. Her blue crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Smoker's lung

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Biri Ghaallixirn, Female Dragonborn Sorcerer 3
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 14 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)12 (+1) 14 (+2)11 (+0) 15 (+2)13 (+1)
Skills Deception +3, Religion +2
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1065

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.


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