Nikki Smoothhands, Female Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: She has a missing left leg. She wears a simple red robe with brown stripes complete with hood. She has chestnut hair. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. To her fellows she 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: She was born at the edge of vast island. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.
Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and revenge
Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Family. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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2 (-4) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee -2 / 1d6-4, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 320 gp.
Gomory Xiloscient, Male Half-Elf [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 tends to wear a large yellow jacket. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. His eyes are a pleasant gray.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
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. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Half-Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp. Rhodochrosite (7 gp).
Seven Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This malnourished woman wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She wears her red fur up. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson pastel hat.
Personality: Seven is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.
History: Born to a Animal Trainer, her mother struggled to pay the bills. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.
Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of dire rats
Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 15 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d10+3, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.
Naeris Holimion, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Naeris was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.
Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Half-Elf, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Elven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Nora Ironfist, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. She wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings, marred by teas. She has no hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.
History: She was born in the north. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is her passion.
Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'9") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 25 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d10-2, Ranged +4 / 1d10+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 500 gp.
Tricking Of Shadows, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her axe with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'8" when asserting herself. Her yellow fur is long and unkept. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Server business.
History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.
Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and to settle down with her crush
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Server
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 17 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Ur-Dag Beitz, Male Half-Orc [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 wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is black and very short. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: He got into the Merchant business at a young age. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, brigands burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying east to reunite his family. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and sabotage a competitor
Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Climber’s kit.
Dean Brownrigg, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He stands about 5'6" and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has violet eyes.
Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is obsessed with his god.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He struck the Masseuse job and began his own company from there.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +0 / 1d4-2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 800 sp.
Fistula Harley, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She wears white trousers with black and blue striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She carries with her a set of bows, each one with a opal on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: Fistula is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She has all her life been fascinated with dancing.
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. Her divine abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She has never given up on her dancing dream.
Motivation: She's in love; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Artistic, Gifted. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 6000 cp.
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