Ar-Pratu Hayden, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a simple white robe with blue stripes complete with hood. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. The family's rival house kidnapped his sister with the intent that his sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.
Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.
Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Slurs words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Orc, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (120 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Sweet Running, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a brown shirt with thin green vertical stripes and violet pants, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His fur is orange and curly. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Sweet never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion; and he wants to get laid
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Aquan, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Harvest Paws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He wears his beige fur up. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Harvest will drive conversation. He uses divination through singing.
History: Gifted from a young age, Harvest studied abroad. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
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 a rival would like him out of the picture
Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Whispers
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 5 (-3) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Giant
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Morthos Agility, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair, while still mostly dark red, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are silver and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving 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: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Morthos was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Morthos fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
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: Joker, Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Namfoodle Bafflestone, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His head has been shaved. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Priest. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.
History: Born in the west to a Priest, Namfoodle learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. One day when Namfoodle was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Namfoodle was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Gnoll, Halfling, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Burana Argenthrixus, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This southern woman wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She has styled her scarlet crest well, parting it to the left. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Server. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.
History: Born in the south to a Server, Burana learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Server.
Motivation: She's looking for her big break.
Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Server
Voice: Aggressive tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 4 (-3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 7 |
Possessions: 900 sp.
Moon Plume, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 5'7" and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his orange fur down. His half smiles and yellow eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: He was born into a rich family. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Roofer
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Celestial, Terran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp.
Orryn Ningel, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.
Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Orryn's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends
History: Orryn was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Smooth and feminine
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Crowbar.
Harvest Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His fur is short and yellow. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
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 has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Giant, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +7 / 1d4+5, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Banded mail.
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