Broce Loofollue, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.
History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Broce abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by vampirism.
Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to get a good night's sleep
Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker
Voice: Slow speaker
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'8") Gnome, Lawful Good (CR 1)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 12 (1d10)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 9 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d4+1, Ranged +3 / 1d4+1, Grapple +1
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 110 gp.
Fivin Iathrana, Male Elf [Permalink]
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Description: He wears long strands of jet and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is physically well-built. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.
Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sellsword
Voice: Creaky witch voice
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'1") Elf, Chaotic Evil (CR 6)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 33 (6d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +3 / 2d6+0, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
Possessions: 600 gp. Iolite (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Ulblyn Jamjar, Male Halfling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. His hair is golden and curly. He wears a mask on his face.
Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.
History: Ulblyn was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Ulblyn alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
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. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dilettante
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'1") Halfling, Lawful Good (CR 6)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 24 (6d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 9 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 14 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 15
Languages Common, Halfling, Celestial, Abyssal, Draconic, Aquan
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d6+1, Ranged +5 / 2d6+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 15 | 3 | 2 | 2 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 200 gp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Jasper (50 gp).
Harvest Thundercloud, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are yellow.
Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.
History: The child of a Sailor, who enjoyed hunting, Harvest was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.
Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's in love
Ideals: Justice, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stylist
Voice: German accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'7") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 5)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 30 (5d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 19 (+4) | 14 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 17
Languages Common, Halfling
Attacks Melee +6 / 2d4+3, Ranged +7 / 2d4+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 12 | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0 |
Possessions: 800 gp. Amber (90 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Fire opal (1200 gp).
Serpent Of Wine, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears long strands of jet and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears his white fur down. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.
Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.
History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. After months of barely getting by, Serpent managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.
Motivation: Money/treasure; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help
Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer
Voice: Smoker's lung
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'3") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 3)
Armor Class 14
Hit Points 18 (3d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 19 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +3 / 1d8+1, Ranged +6 / 1d8+4, Grapple +4
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 10 | 3 | 1 |
Possessions: 400 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp).
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