Herleva Barton, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and grey handkerchief worn on her right side, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'3" when asserting herself. She keeps her white hair in a flapper bob. She has amber eyes and a brown hat with a grey feather.
Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered
History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.
Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and dwarven compassion
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 15 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Draconic
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d8-1, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 5 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Three In the Storm, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is a husky woman, who wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines blue.
Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Three isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tabaxi unity. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.
History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. Three was born on a far northern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Farmer. 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. Three fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for her
Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 400 sp.
Eleanor Langley, Female Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: The light-skinned woman stands 5'11" and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Her eyes are likewise gray. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.
History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Eleanor was born on a far western desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Butcher. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Human, Neutral Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 6 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +1 / 1d6-1, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 40 gp. Silver pearl (130 gp). Red spinel (130 gp).
Dworic Bloodkith, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are a pleasant violet.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: The child of a Navigator, who enjoyed hunting, Dworic was taken on many hunting expeditions. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered gnolls who tried to eat his hand. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Servant
Voice: Italian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 7 (1d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 3 (-4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Auran, Gnoll, Giant
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, 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: 6000 cp. Eye agate (11 gp).
Moon Mist, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her brown fur is still thick. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.
History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Moon 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 she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bookbinder
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 1 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 4 (-3) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Halfling, Infernal
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 5 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Tree Mist, Female Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: She is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, grey shirt, and brown tie. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She has styled her gray fur well, parting it to the right. Her eyes are yellow and she is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.
History: Gifted from a young age, Tree studied abroad. Her necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature halberd.
Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.
Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Goblin
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 130 gp.
Nithther Qyxpahrgh, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His bronze crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.
History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn 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 apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sai.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new carter responsibilities is difficult
Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 8
Hit Points 13 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Aquan, Druidic
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +0 / 1d8-2, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 6 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Everburning torch.
Numba Umbodoben, Female Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: This late middle aged woman wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt and is in decent physical shape. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.
Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. She enjoys reading and quiet.
History: Numba was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.
Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Prounounces S like Z
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 7 (-2) | 6 (-2) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 8
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d6+0, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +0
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 8 |
Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Heward Lindsey, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.
Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.
History: He comes from a rich eastern family. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it
Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Debt. Occupation: Barrister
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Human, Chaotic Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 4 (1d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 700 sp. Eye agate (16 gp).
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