Thamior Firahel, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered
History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bellfounder for the past few years.
Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to share knowledge with the world
Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 21 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 18 (+4) | 11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Halfling
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp.
Pelt Mist, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
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Description: This southern man is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, violet shirt, and green tie. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his cinnamon fur down. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: Pelt speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.
History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.
Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world
Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer
Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tabaxi, Neutral Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 41 (6d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Giant, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +5
Possessions: 800 gp. Amber (150 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Halimath Tao, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
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Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
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. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Through the years after Halimath was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Halimath's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Halimath and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever
Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Occupation: Assassin
Voice: Spits words with contempt
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Half-Elf, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 10 (1d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Auran
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +4 / 1d4+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 70 gp. Moss agate (16 gp).
Alvyn Fiddlefen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
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Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his kukri with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and carries kukris. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.
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. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.
History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Alvyn grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Through the years after Alvyn was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Alvyn's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Alvyn and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician
Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Neutral Good (CR 11)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 73 (11d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +4 / 3d8+0, Ranged +7 / 3d8+3, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 |
Possessions: 260 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (7000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (110 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Leucis Pain, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
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Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are likewise white. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.
Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.
History: Leucis was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister
Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Antagonistic. Occupation: Slave Trader
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'8") Tiefling, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 11 (2d4)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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8 (-1) | 13 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 6 | 4 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 150 gp.
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