Guy Colton, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: 6'2" and muscular, this eastern man wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.
History: Born in the east to a Shoemaker, Guy learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Shoemaker. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.
Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shoemaker
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Human, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Skirt Of Shadows, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sai, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. His lavender fur is long and unkept. His ears are large.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Through the years after Skirt was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Skirt's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Hourglass. 1 Disguise kit. 1 Superior lock.
Adrex Wystongjiir, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His crest is brass and curly. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: Adrex lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Apothecary responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg
Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Ignan
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: 700 sp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.
Mozikth Chumbyxirinnish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His crest is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Mozikth was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Interpreter, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Doctor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and retire the richest man in the south
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d8+2, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Eberdeb Folkor, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A 3'6" western man, he has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. His hair is white and very short. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: Born to a Spice Merchant, his father struggled to pay the bills. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.
Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Gnome, Ignan, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, 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.
Lamlis Ostoroth, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man usually wears his blue robe and has his ceremonial dagger always slung over his shoulder, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
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. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Butcher for hire.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Logical. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome, Druidic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 30 gp.
Tod Fatrabbit, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is in excellent shape and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. He has amber eyes and a white hat with a pastel feather.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. Tod is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.
History: Tod lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Tod has worked very hard to control his curse. During his travels, Tod and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Tod discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Tod fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'11") Halfling, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 sp. Chalcedony (70 gp).
Patrin Ghaallixirn, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brass crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He has a dull look in his red eyes.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Patrin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has worked as a Tailor like his father before him.
Motivation: To be a Spice Merchant again; and expand his business
Ideals: Passionate, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Dark and ominous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Gimgen Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This malnourished man wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. He has violet eyes and a grey hat with a tan feather.
Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.
Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bather
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 14 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).
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