Perra Tiammanthyllish, Female Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around her neck, and a halberd on her belt. Her green crest is lengthy. This red eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.
Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. When Perra reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn mother 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 got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Secretive, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Boston accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 7 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 18 (+4) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +6 / 1d6+4, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 270 gp. 3 Acid flasks.
Ekk Gyula, Female Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She has dyed her greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. Her eyes are likewise blue. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with music. She constantly tries to fill her life with music. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.
History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Cook
Voice: Sensual and smooth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Half-Orc, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Dadalan Fharngnarthnost, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. He has done his best to style his black crest to look like a famous performer. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. After coming to the age of reason, Dadalan took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dadalan 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.
Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Doctor
Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Auran
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.
Tethren Despair, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a morningstar on his belt. His hair is cut close to his head. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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 western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He found a children's book about a Tiefling 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Tiefling, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 90 gp. Peridot (80 gp).
Gilbert Wordsworth, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: This man dresses like a well dressed Butcher does. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. His golden hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.
Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gilbert grew up listening to his father's many stories. A gifted student he started as a Weaver, but he got bored and became a Butcher. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: Expand his business; and money/treasure
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Rich, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Low and grunting
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'8") Human, Lawful Evil (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 5 | 3 | 0 |
Possessions: 140 gp. White pearl (140 gp).
Theirastra Tiltathana, Female Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. She sports a flattop hair cut. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.
Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Theirastra grew up listening to her father's many stories. 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. In the meantime she has taken over work as a Barrister and occasionally as a mercenary.
Motivation: She has a crush on the local Miller; and she would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Joker, Opinionated. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Hissing voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 10 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Terran, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +5
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 pp.
Raer Dalanthan, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His golden hair is lengthy. His green eyes are passionate and lively.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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 son.
History: Born to a Miner, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.
Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Family, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Breathy voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Lawful 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) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 5 |
Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Climber’s kit.
Spring Candle, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Junk Dealer. She carries with her a set of longbows on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. Her cinnamon fur is smooth and relatively long. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady hazel eyes.
Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.
History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Spring grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Spring. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; 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: Fighting, Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 10 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 6 |
Possessions: 280 gp. Coral (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Malachite (9 gp). 1 Half-Plate.
Fragrant Of Claws, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. He wears his brown fur down. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He 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. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 2000 cp.
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