Sun Of Clay, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. He keeps his gray fur in a flapper bob. His blue eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.
History: He was born in the south. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sun fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 8)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 75 (8d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Terran
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d10+0, Ranged +4 / 2d10+1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 110 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Coral (60 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Citrine (50 gp).
Warryn Gimlen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he usually wears his blue robe and has his longbow always slung over his shoulder, and is pretty ugly. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.
Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Warryn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Warryn grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.
Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.
Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor
Voice: Jittery and nervous
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 23 (5d6)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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10 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d4+0, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 600 gp. Onyx (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Hogar Washington, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
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Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries with him a set of greatswords, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. A friendly and beautiful Half-Orc, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.
History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Through the years after Hogar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Hogar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 31 (7d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +5 / 2d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 |
Possessions: 400 gp.
Cask In the Storm, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This younger middle-aged man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a violet coat, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has no fur. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He found a children's book about a Tabaxi Warrior 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.
Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Engraver
Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 35 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Druidic, Terran, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +7 / 2d4+4, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +4
Possessions: 400 gp.
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