Tree Thunder, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This slender woman stands about 4'11". She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her yellow fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She plays an instrument quite well.
History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She found a children's book about a Tabaxi Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She came across an abandoned tomb where she found a relic that called out to her. After picking it up she was cursed by vampirism.
Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll, Gnome, Orc
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 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 gp. Amethyst (90 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Veit Bigtoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'4". He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a pickaxe. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.
History: Born to a Architect, his father struggled to pay the bills. He found a children's book about a Dwarf 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. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Server.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Poor, Family, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Server
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'4") Dwarf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 15 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Abyssal
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d6-2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 240 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (60 gp). 1 Silk rope.
Bertram Walcott, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. 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 extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: Bertram was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.
Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Infernal, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +0 / 1d4-2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 60 gp.
Alice Lindsay, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She is an epitome of beauty. She keeps her red hair in a flapper bob. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. In her 10th year, her parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Alice alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.
Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and she desires to right it.
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: pre-pubescent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
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: 40 pp.
Driindar Caavylteradyn, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is in excellent shape and wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her rusty crest is thinning but still full. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.
Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: Born in the west to a Spice Merchant, Driindar learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Spice Merchant. 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'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.
Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp.
Tree Blossom, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Spy. He keeps his cinnamon fur in a pixie cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is harsh and unforgiving.
History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and doesn't want to be a spy and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Spy
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 5 | 3 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Sark Shipley, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: This light-skinned male has the majority of his body covered in plate. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his auburn hair down. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Sark was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Sark decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He now spends his time doing works of charity.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Sleepy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'2") Half-Orc, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 7 (-2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Seere Deft, Female Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her hair is dark red and curly. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Seere isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.
History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. Seere was born on a far western forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Mortician. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she's looking for her big break
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Old Prospector
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Alice Alby, Female Human [Permalink]
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Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. Her long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.
History: She got into the Architect business at a young age. In her 20th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. After a long history of fighting, Alice and her spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and expand her business
Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Human, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
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