Sweet Grass, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a tattooed face.
Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sweet fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.
Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher
Voice: Speaks with lips pursed
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'10") Tabaxi, Lawful Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 17 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Dwarven, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +4 / 1d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Banded mail.
Brottor Foamtankard, Male Dwarf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and yellow handkerchief worn on his right side. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.
Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.
History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He found a children's book about a Dwarf Sorcerer 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 has dedicated himself to building a better world.
Motivation: He wants to get laid.
Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer
Voice: Stutters
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'2") Dwarf, Chaotic Neutral (CR 4)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 22 (4d4)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Dwarven, Terran, Goblin, Undercommon
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d10+1, Ranged +2 / 1d10+0, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 6 | 6 | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 300 gp.
Nimble Of Spirit, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His red fur, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.
Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.
History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Through the years after Nimble was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Nimble's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of giants
Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman
Voice: Posh accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Tabaxi, Chaotic Neutral (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 28 (6d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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16 (+3) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) | 12 (+1) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Abyssal, Auran, Druidic
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d6+3, Ranged +6 / 2d6+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 400 gp. Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Salasar Gygazzylyshrift, Male Dragonborn [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. His copper crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His eyes are a pleasant gold.
Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.
History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He now mingles about in high society.
Motivation: Wants to work out more often.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Beggar
Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'5") Dragonborn, Chaotic Neutral (CR 9)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 56 (9d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 10 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Sylvan
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d4+2, Ranged +3 / 3d4+0, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 | 3 | 2 |
Possessions: 1000 gp. Amethyst (70 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Lance Redfield, Male Human [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.
History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.
Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Religious, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant
Voice: Farmer accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'0") Human, Chaotic Neutral (CR 1)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 9 (1d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 8 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d4+0, Ranged +1 / 1d4-1, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.
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