Left-Handed In the Morning, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his rapier with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His yellow fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.
History: He was raised in a island tribe. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has since lost track of the people in his past.
Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally
Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Shepherd
Voice: Soft and mumbly
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'4") Tabaxi, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 16 (2d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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9 (-1) | 17 (+3) | 16 (+3) | 14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 9
Languages Common, Orc, Elven
Attacks Melee +1 / 1d6-1, Ranged +5 / 1d6+3, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 9 |
Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Hourglass.
Right-Handed Candle, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a blue costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His white fur is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are copper.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is frequently practicing swordplay.
History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Right-Handed was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Merchant. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Merchant for the past few years.
Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to work out more often
Ideals: Joker, Athletic. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Merchant
Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'3") Tabaxi, True Neutral (CR 11)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 103 (11d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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13 (+1) | 15 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 15 (+2) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d8+1, Ranged +6 / 3d8+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 13 | 0 | 1 | 1 |
Possessions: 3000 gp. Emerald (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.
Riardon Sylvaranth, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: This light-skinned male wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.
Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.
History: Riardon lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.
Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions
Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe
Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences
Attributes [hide]
Medium (4'11") Elf, Neutral Evil (CR 13)
Armor Class 13
Hit Points 81 (13d12)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 17 (+3) | 11 (+0) | 14 (+2) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Infernal, Ignan
Attacks Melee +6 / 4d4+2, Ranged +7 / 4d4+3, Grapple +3
Possessions: 500 pp. Amber (100 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Emerald (800 gp). Rose (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp). Banded agate (8 gp).
Rimple Pilwicken, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. His hair is cut close to his head. His green eyes dart from person to person.
Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.
History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.
Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge
Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse
Voice: Middle-eastern accent
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'6") Gnome, Chaotic Good (CR 9)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 65 (9d8)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 8 (-1) | 14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 11 (+0) | 8 (-1) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common, Gnome, Abyssal, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +5 / 3d4+2, Ranged +2 / 3d4-1, Grapple +3
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 0 | 1 |
Possessions: 1900 gp. Aquamarine (600 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Blue star sapphire (1300 gp).
Sindri Gimlen, Male Gnome [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them
History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sailor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. After a long history of fighting, Sindri and his spouse have recently divorced.
Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs
Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Sailor
Voice: Speaks in third person
Attributes [hide]
Small (3'4") Gnome, Chaotic Neutral (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 25 (2d12)
Speed 20 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 10 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 15 (+2) | 14 (+2) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 12
Languages Common, Gnome, Draconic, Gnoll
Attacks Melee +4 / 1d6+2, Ranged +2 / 1d6+0, Grapple +2
Possessions: 80 gp.
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