Chay High-hill, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He has a dull look in his green eyes.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.
History: Gifted from a young age, Chay studied abroad. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and doesn't want to be a ploughman and was forced into it by his family
Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: In love, Family. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 45 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Halfling, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +3 / 1d10+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 10 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 33000 sp.
Pelt Of Ebony, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He sports a flattop fur cut. His ears are large.
Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His first spouse was a Cartwright, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.
Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.
Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller
Voice: American accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'4") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 37 (6d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Druidic, Terran, Ignan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +7 / 2d6+4, Grapple +6
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.
Himo Rothenel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, and he perpetually has his dagger ready. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.
History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Himo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. 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. Himo 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 wants to have a good time and be beloved
Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Excited and jittery
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
Skirt Of Ale, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His fur is brown and very short. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Skirt does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.
History: Born to a Mayor, his father struggled to pay the bills. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: To unite with his brother.
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military, Family. Occupation: Hunter
Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'11") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 10)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 49 (10d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +6 / 3d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 2200 gp. Hematite (15 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp).
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