Seven On the Water, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a fancy yellow suit. His fur is short and lavender. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.
History: Gifted from a young age, Seven studied abroad. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends
Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary
Voice: Sore throat, cough
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 18 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Aquan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d6+1, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +4
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 120 pp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.
Frederick Wellington, Male Human [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is thinning but still full. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.
History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.
Motivation: To protect his home; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Emotional, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Human, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 25 (6d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 16
Languages Common, Undercommon, Auran
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +2 / 2d6-1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.
Dreali Raethran, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.
History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Through the years after Dreali was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Dreali's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, True Neutral (CR 13)
Armor Class 15
Hit Points 67 (13d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 20 (+5) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Undercommon, Ignan
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d4+1, Ranged +9 / 4d4+5, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 14 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Spear In the Morning, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His fur is short and gray. His eyes are yellow and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Spear took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. 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. Spear 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's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'0") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Ignan, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 300 sp.
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