Sweet In the Wind, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This tall, slender man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His beige fur has been sun bleached extensively. He has yellow eyes.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He's also a talented Soapmaker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.
Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Ploughman
Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'5") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 49 (7d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Gnoll, Sylvan, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 12000 sp.
Varis Othronus, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.
History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Carpenter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carpenter
Voice: Soothing and warm
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Neutral Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Druidic, Celestial
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +4 / 1d8+2, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Crowbar.
Eiravel Tiltathana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length black hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.
Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He invites people to come help in his community garden.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. During his travels, Eiravel and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Eiravel discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Eiravel fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and retire the richest man in the west
Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Crown-heir
Voice: Raspy
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'8") Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 13)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 66 (13d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 18
Languages Common, Elven, Gnoll, Orc, Goblin
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d4+1, Ranged +7 / 4d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 4000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Dalgal Orcfoe, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a simple tan robe with pastel stripes complete with hood. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.
Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.
History: He was born in the south. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner
Voice: French accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 25 (4d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Dwarven, Gnoll, Draconic
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Average lock. 1 Backpack. 1 Healer’s kit.
Umpen Loofollue, Male Gnome [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 white shirt with thin black vertical stripes and white pants. His black hair is braided into rings. His eyes are a pleasant brown.
Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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, Umpen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was born in the south. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Bowyer for hire.
Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.
Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bowyer
Voice: Strong lisp
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Lawful Evil (CR 4)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 34 (4d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal, Druidic, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d10+0, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 10000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.
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