Dean Sheldon, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is happy with his job as a Bellfounder. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: Born to a Hunter, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bellfounder. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bellfounder responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Cold and demanding tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'6") Human, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d4+3, Ranged +6 / 1d4+4, Grapple +6
Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Chain shirt.
Mugrunden Fharngnarthnost, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
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Description: He is a mite stocky and wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His blue crest is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise gold.
Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.
Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy, Mundane, Depressed. Occupation: Navigator
Voice: Thin and wheezing
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Dragonborn, Neutral Evil (CR 15)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 94 (15d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Druidic
Attacks Melee +8 / 4d8+3, Ranged +6 / 4d8+1, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 17 | 6 | 5 | 5 | 5 | 4 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 6000 gp. Moonstone (70 gp). Star ruby (700 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Moss agate (11 gp).
Elegant Thunder, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He usually wears his tan robe and has his crossbow always slung over his shoulder. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His gray fur is braided into rings. His copper eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.
History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Elegant took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He bought a crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; 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: Philantrophist, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 29 (4d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Celestial
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d10+2, Ranged +5 / 1d10+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1 Disguise kit.
Arumawann Nopenstallen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his sai. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.
History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Arumawann reached his early adolescence his Gnome father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 67 (7d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic, Goblin
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +4 / 2d8+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 |
Possessions: 400 gp. Jet (110 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Iolite (30 gp).
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