Bimpnottin Miggledy, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A 3'1" western woman, she wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her chestnut hair is still thick. Her gray eyes peer out from beneath her small tan hat.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Bimpnottin was orphaned to a temple shortly after her birth. She was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above herself and to hold her god always in her heart. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Sensitive, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 150 pp.
Akmen Horror, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He tends to wear a large black jacket. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Akmen never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, In love. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Tiefling, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Chain shirt.
Left-Handed Prim Posies, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 5'5" and wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His cinnamon fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Further expansion of business.
Flaws: Shy, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 190 gp. Iolite (40 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Rose (40 gp).
Skirt Paws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing, and she perpetually has her hand crossbow ready. She wears her lavender fur up. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She has all her life been fascinated with music.
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. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Elven companion (her 'brother'). When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.
Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Gomory Madness, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'0" when asserting herself. She keeps her long purple hair kept up in a rat tail. Her white unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.
History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Butcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tiefling, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Draconic, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Qualen Welber, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. His red hair is cut short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.
History: He comes from a rich northern family. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 160 gp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (90 gp).
Salasar Jharthraxyn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 6'2" and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His crest, while still mostly brass, has prominent grey streaks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. 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: Salasar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Spice Merchant, but he got bored and became a Shepherd. He tends to his Shepherd job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
Ielenia Ariessus, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering her clean studded leather. She is portly but not overly obese. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. In her 18th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. After a long history of fighting, Ielenia and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and retire the richest woman in the east
Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Magnifying glass.
Ghesh Grrrmmballhyst, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His crest is short and red. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Barkeep who has hired him part-time. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.
History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Ghesh alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.
Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.
Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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