Shadow Thundercloud, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She keeps her gray fur in a flapper bob. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
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 | 8 |
Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.
Lucan Amakiir, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'11" when asserting himself. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: Lucan was born with his father's beautiful face. He found a children's book about a Half-Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Scratchy, weak
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Auran, Undercommon
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 |
Possessions: 5000 cp.
Peren Floshem, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has chestnut hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Peren isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and nothing but the best is good enough for him
Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Military, In love. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Breastplate.
Arara Caerdonel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a white coat with black slacks. Her brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. Her face is scarred and worn.
Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: The child of a Bowyer, who enjoyed hunting, Arara was taken on many hunting expeditions. When Arara reached her early adolescence her Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.
Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs
Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Military. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Abyssal, Giant, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, 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 |
Possessions: 120 gp.
Beloril Foamtankard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has moderate length blonde hair. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.
Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.
Motivation: To unite with his sister.
Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Slave. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'1") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Simple lock.
Kriv Ophinshtalajiir, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His white crest is braided into rings. He has a dull look in his red eyes.
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 a great chef.
History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Squeaky
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +0 / 1d6-2, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 5000 cp. Coral (60 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp).
Ratak Wharton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.
Personality: Ratak hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 west. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.
Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Half-Orc, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 1700 sp. Alexandrite (300 gp).
Purban Greenbottle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His face is scarred and worn.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Junk Dealer. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.
Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Sounds elderly
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 4 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1400 sp.
Left-Handed Of Claws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her fur is short and black. Her eyes are green and catlike.
Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She has all her life been fascinated with writing.
History: Gifted from a young age, Left-Handed studied abroad. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. She now spends her time doing works of charity.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Mousy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 18 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Orc
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 18000 cp. Sard (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Azurite (10 gp).
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