Eggren Gygazzylyshrift, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: This woman stands a little under 6'1" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She has done her best to style her copper crest to look like a famous performer. Her ears are large.
Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. After coming to the age of reason, Eggren took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.
Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west.
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Forgetful. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Dragonborn, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Gnome, Giant
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp.
Ethereal On the Mountaintop, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This western woman wears a pastel vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her pastel boots flare out at the collars. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She wears her red fur down. She has gleaming, smiling copper eyes.
Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep
Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp.
Spring Wind, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is a mite stocky and has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her black robe. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes are a pleasant hazel.
Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with dancing. She constantly tries to fill her life with dancing. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Weaver business.
History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. 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 Weaver. She tends to her Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and further expansion of business
Ideals: Artistic, Persistence, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Weaver
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1500 sp.
Jarana Bofdann, Female Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She has wavy blonde hair. Her eyes are violet and catlike.
Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
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. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Masseuse for the past few years.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact
Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Boddynock Dunben, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: The child of a Weaver, who enjoyed hunting, Boddynock was taken on many hunting expeditions. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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 obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'7") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 5 (-3) | 9 (-1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Infernal
Attacks Melee -1 / 1d4-3, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Thamior Qualanthri, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and carries axes. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. 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 considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.
Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Laborer
Voice: Hard of hearing, loud
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Thamior Firahel, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat, marred by beers. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: The child of a Carter, who enjoyed hunting, Thamior was taken on many hunting expeditions. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. 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. Thamior 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; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact
Ideals: Joker, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 3 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 7 (-2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +3 / 1d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 5 |
Possessions: 50 pp.
Ratak Camden, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a hunchback. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are a pleasant brown.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ratak isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc 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 was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Herbalist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. After a long history of fighting, Ratak and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Half-Orc, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 7
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 5 (-3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged -1 / 1d4-3, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Aura Fang, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This western woman is abnormally tall. She is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover her moderate length cinnamon fur. Her eyes are likewise copper.
Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.
History: Aura was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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's also a talented Bricklayer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Expand her business; and wants her loneliness to end
Flaws: Sensitive, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Gardener
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 8 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 7 (-2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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