Nadarr Dhyrktelonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His green crest is knotted and matted. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He enjoys reading and quiet.
History: Nadarr was born with his mother's beautiful face. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic, Abyssal, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 80 gp. Chrysoprase (30 gp).
Trail Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Glassblower. His brown fur has been sun bleached extensively. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.
Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a great chef.
History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Trail took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Trail and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Glassblower
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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4 (-3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, 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.
Smoking Thundercloud, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. He has styled his gray fur well, parting it to the right. His eyes are hazel.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Smoking isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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. Smoking fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +6 / 1d6+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Half-Plate.
Drusilia Koehlanna, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a black coat with brown slacks. Her red hair is thinning but still full. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.
Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. After a long history of fighting, Drusilia and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Elf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Sylvan, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Banded mail.
Maagog Linxakasendalor, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This man tends to wear a large green jacket. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blue crest is greasy and uncared for. This gold eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Slave Trader arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it
Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Speaks with a cold
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Tawar Eastoft, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her black hair is braided into rings. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.
Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.
History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bowyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. 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. Tawar 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.
Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Half-Orc, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +1 / 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Xanaphia Mellerelel, Female Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her green robe. Her golden hair is well kept. She wears a mask on her face.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: She was born in a small plains village. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.
Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.
Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Burana Wivvyrholdalphiax, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is very fat, and wears suspenders and green workpants. Her shirt is violet, and she wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. She has styled her green crest well, parting it to the right. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.
History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Burana was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Like her father and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Miller. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.
Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and expand her business
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Undercommon, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +1 / 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 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather.
Donaar Nemmonis, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is in excellent shape and dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has moderate length copper crest. His gold eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his 14th 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 seems to be bored by most things.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Sylvan, Aquan, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +5
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 70 gp.
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