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Pelt In Woods, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He wears professional attire, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'7" when asserting himself. His long beige fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are copper.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Weaver profession.

History: He was born in the south. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has worked as a Tailor like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new tailor responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Spits and sputters

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Pelt In Woods, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)18 (+4) 13 (+1)14 (+2) 16 (+3)17 (+3)
Skills Deception +5, Sleight of Hand +6
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Sylvan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: Just what you see.


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Modean Principle, Male Tiefling [Permalink]

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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and his gloved hand is found clutching a dagger. His blue hair is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines white.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

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Modean Principle, Male Tiefling Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'3") Tiefling, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)13 (+1) 14 (+2)13 (+1) 18 (+4)13 (+1)
Skills Medicine +6, Stealth +3
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day115300

Possessions: 50 gp.


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Silent Grass, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]

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Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and pastel robe with the hood down. He carries a battered trident and tarnished greatsword as well. He has dyed his greying beige fur a little too much giving a sharp beige color. His ears are large.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a greatsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Booming voice

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Silent Grass, Male Tabaxi Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
10 (+0)19 (+4) 13 (+1)6 (-2) 14 (+2)8 (-1)
Skills Perception +4, Survival +4
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 800 sp.


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Quarethon Phrahdrandon, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]

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Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tattered old clothes. He sports a flattop crest cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: Quarethon lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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Quarethon Phrahdrandon, Male Dragonborn Sorcerer 2
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
15 (+2)13 (+1) 12 (+1)14 (+2) 7 (-2)13 (+1)
Skills Athletics +4, Perception +0
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Goblin, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 190 gp. Obsidian (16 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp).


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Adrie Rothenel, Female Elf [Permalink]

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Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her chestnut hair is knotted and matted. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born in the north to a Stylist, Adrie learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She tends to her Stylist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Smooth and feminine

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Adrie Rothenel, Female Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (4'10") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
13 (+1)9 (-1) 10 (+0)7 (-2) 7 (-2)12 (+1)
Skills Investigation +0, Sleight of Hand +1
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day8

Possessions: 40 gp.


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Immeral Amastacia, Male Elf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Nature, In love. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Mousy voice

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Immeral Amastacia, Male Elf Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
16 (+3)11 (+0) 9 (-1)14 (+2) 11 (+0)7 (-2)
Skills Performance +0, Persuasion +0
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Terran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1253000

Possessions: 200 sp.


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Morkral Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf [Permalink]

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Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is portly but not overly obese. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born to a Sage, his father struggled to pay the bills. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Morkral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Farmer accent

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Morkral Brawnanvil, Male Dwarf Sorcerer 2
Medium (4'3") Dwarf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
8 (-1)10 (+0) 13 (+1)13 (+1) 8 (-1)11 (+0)
Skills Acrobatics +2, Deception +2
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day116400

Possessions: 390 gp.


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Justin Shelly, Male Human [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 is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, tan shirt, and pastel tie. He has no hair. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Justin embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Nasally tone

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Justin Shelly, Male Human Sorcerer 1
Medium (5'8") Human, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
9 (-1)12 (+1) 14 (+2)11 (+0) 3 (-4)12 (+1)
Skills Acrobatics +3, Survival -2
Senses Passive Perception 6
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d4-1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple -1
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1053

Possessions: 150 gp.


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Jak Cherrycheeks, Male Halfling [Permalink]

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Description: He typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. He is portly but not overly obese. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Draws out vowels

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Jak Cherrycheeks, Male Halfling Sorcerer 2
Small (3'4") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STRDEXCONINTWISCHA
12 (+1)15 (+2) 6 (-2)14 (+2) 13 (+1)13 (+1)
Skills Medicine +3, Performance +3
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Undercommon, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC 0 1st2nd3rd4th5th6th7th8th9th
Spell /Day1264000

Possessions: 90 pp.


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