Sweet Wing, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His lavender fur is heavily combed to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.
History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Sweet alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.
Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Russian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Tabaxi, Neutral Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 31 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 13 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 19 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Infernal
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +7 / 2d4+4, Grapple +4
Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.
Flask In Woods, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He usually wears his blue robe and has his club always slung over his shoulder. He wears his black fur up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.
Personality: He is fixated on the number 98. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Barber. He has set out to sabotage the competition.
Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber
Voice: Nasally tone
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Lawful Evil (CR 10)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 77 (10d10)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 19 (+4) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 8 (-1) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d6+0, Ranged +8 / 3d6+4, Grapple +3
Possessions: 1700 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (160 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp).
Ulfgar Eversharp, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: Ulfgar is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Healer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a Healer soon after.
Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he loathes his own lifestyle
Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Healer
Voice: Indian accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'0") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 7)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 64 (7d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Dwarven, Halfling
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d8+2, Ranged +3 / 2d8+0, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 1 |
Possessions: 700 gp. Eye agate (11 gp). Onyx (30 gp).
Everard Perceval Burke, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, tan shirt, and white tie. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.
Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.
History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Through the years after Everard was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Everard's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Everard and his spouse have recently divorced.
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, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Half-Elf, Lawful Evil (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 10 (2d6)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Giant, Terran, Celestial
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 50 gp.
Theriatis Morris, Male Half-Elf [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 tattered old clothes. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.
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 takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gifted student he started as a Spice Merchant, but he got bored and became a Stylist. He now owns his own business.
Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business
Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Slave. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: Voice breaks
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'10") Half-Elf, Lawful Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 20 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +4 / 2d4+1, Grapple +4
Possessions: 20000 cp.
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