Riardon Iranapha, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a green shirt with thin black vertical stripes and blue pants. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.
Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.
History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.
Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.
Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'10") Elf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 3)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 2 (3d4)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 7 (-2) | 16 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Elven, Celestial, Ignan, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d8+3, Ranged +5 / 1d8+3, Grapple +3
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Amber (120 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp).
Whurbin Torunn, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
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Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 3'11". He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe, and his gloved hand is found clutching a axe. His hair is golden and very short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.
Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.
History: He got into the Bounty Hunter business at a young age. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has never given up on his writing dream.
Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and sabotage a competitor
Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (3'11") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 12)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 43 (12d6)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d10+0, Ranged +6 / 3d10+2, Grapple +2
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 13 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 4000 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (40 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (40 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Kite Treat, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a black collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His brown fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Kite was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.
Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.
Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Adventurer
Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (1d12)
Speed 30 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 9 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d4+2, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Banded mail.
Burto Brightmoon, Male Halfling [Permalink]
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Description: This southern man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.
Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He feeds upon the attention of others.
History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.
Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and wishes to resurrect an old love
Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, In love. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Irish accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (2'10") Halfling, Chaotic Evil (CR 16)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 97 (16d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 10 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Halfling, Infernal
Attacks Melee +5 / 4d10+0, Ranged +7 / 4d10+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 3000 gp. Peridot (20 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Brown-green garnet (40 gp). White opal (1400 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Brown diamond (6000 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). Brown-green garnet (40 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp).
Glim Loofollue, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a simple violet robe with green stripes complete with hood, and is pretty ugly. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. 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, Glim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Glim has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.
Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'5") Gnome, True Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 11 (1d8)
Speed 20 ft.
| STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 11 (+0) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnome, Terran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
| DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
| Spell /Day | 12 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: Just what you see.
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