Jelenneth Caerdonel, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She stands about 4'9" and tends to wear a large blue jacket. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She has done her best to style her blonde hair to look like a famous performer. She has a dull look in her amber eyes.
Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Passionate, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Miner
Voice: Relaxed voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 3 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Aquan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +5 / 1d4+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Golden pearl (110 gp).
Sweet Paws, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 5'2". She is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and pastel handkerchief worn on her right side. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide her balding. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.
Personality: She hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: She comes from a rich western family. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. 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 desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is her passion
Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 6 (-2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnoll, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Antinua Koehlanna, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Navigator. With bright silver hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
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 is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Family, In love. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Pronounces O like U
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 2 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 6 (-2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven, Ignan, Infernal
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d4+4, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 20 pp.
Patrick Oakes, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'3". He wears a fancy grey suit, and his gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.
Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He bought a nunchaku and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it
Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Thamior Hanali, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: Runty and weak-looking, he likes to wear tan tank tops with blue pants. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.
Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Family. Occupation: Baker
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 9 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Aquan, Ignan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, 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: 7000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.
Wrenn Beren, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This man wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His tied-back hair is blonde. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.
Personality: Wrenn speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Masseuse hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.
Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'3") Gnome, Neutral Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 5 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Gnome, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, 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: 400 sp.
Calcitro Kettlewhistle, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Through the years after Calcitro was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Calcitro's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: To unite with his sister.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Ignan, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 sp. Azurite (16 gp).
Williamina Nagel, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She is dressed in an above average manner. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her hair is red and curly. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.
Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.
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. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.
Motivation: She is greedy; and she has money and likes to spend it
Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic 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) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Giant
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 |
Possessions: 300 sp.
Felosial Tiltathana, Female Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This slender woman stands about 4'7". She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. Her blonde hair is well kept. She wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. After coming to the age of reason, Felosial took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She tends to her Map Maker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.
Motivation: To be a Locksmith again; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker
Voice: Rolls R's
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Half-Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 370 gp.
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