Dynamic Of Stars, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it and is in decent physical shape. He wears his lavender fur down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.
Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.
History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Fisher they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Bowyer, and he later adopted a second daughter.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.
Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Sard (50 gp).
Ootah Kitchur, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: She dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with brown slacks, and carries kukris. Her chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Apothecary born in the past three hundred years. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Apothecary.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and expand her business
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Can't modulate volume
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc, Aquan
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Kâka Marston, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man is dressed in an above average manner, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
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 motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Kâka has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and retire the richest man in the north
Ideals: Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: 4000 cp.
Flame Of Ebony, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She usually wears her pastel robe and has her shortbow always slung over her shoulder. She is physically well-built. She has no fur. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes drow are coming to abduct people. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.
History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 18 (4d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 60 pp.
Tervaround Raulnor, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: Standing 3'0", this woman wears long strands of amethyst and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her hair is short and white. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.
Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.
History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She was granted arcane powers by her dying sister.
Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Gruff and masculine
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'0") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Giant, Halfling
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, 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 |
Possessions: 1200 sp.
Crampernap Umbodoben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His golden hair is braided into rings. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.
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 a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. 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: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 13 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 10 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Healer’s kit.
Nutae Ethanasath, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise violet.
Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He takes great joy in being the best Bowyer in town.
History: Nutae was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.
Motivation: To unite with his sister; and to reunite with his absent mother
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Bloodstone (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.
Engong Abram, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with grey slacks. She wears her golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.
Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.
History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Servant arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Engong took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor she uses now. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Half-Orc, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
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: 70 gp.
Mumpena Folkor, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). With bright silver hair. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.
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 is obsessed with a lost civilization.
History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Mumpena was born on a far northern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Masseuse. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is her passion; and she loathes her own lifestyle
Flaws: Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Chaotic Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Orc
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
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