Robert Crawford, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This northern man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his small yellow hat.
Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He receives visions of the future at random moments
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Robert 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. Robert 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.
Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.
Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Draws out vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll, Aquan, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +2 / 1d4+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Ghaliver High-hill, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a yellow collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.
Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 29 (5d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Halfling, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
Trail Of Winter, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Carter. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.
Motivation: Seeks redemption; 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: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Carter
Voice: Spits and sputters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 16)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 110 (16d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Undercommon, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 4d10-1, Ranged +6 / 4d10+1, Grapple +7
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 15 | 4 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 600 pp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Rich purple corundum (1500 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Rose (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp).
Nadarr Chumbyxirinnish, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a flattop crest cut. His eyes are gold and beady.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.
History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home
Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Slave, Guardian, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary
Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'6") Dragonborn, Lawful Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 27 (9d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d4+2, Ranged +5 / 3d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
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