Fragrant Wing, Male Tabaxi [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear flannel. His brown fur is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.
Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.
History: Fragrant was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Fragrant 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.
Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion.
Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor
Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'7") Tabaxi, Chaotic Evil (CR 5)
Armor Class 12
Hit Points 42 (5d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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14 (+2) | 15 (+2) | 16 (+3) | 10 (+0) | 10 (+0) | 17 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 10
Languages Common
Attacks Melee +5 / 2d4+2, Ranged +5 / 2d4+2, Grapple +2
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 11 | 5 |
Possessions: 700 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Amber (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.
Barakas Secret, Male Tiefling [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He carries with him a set of halberds on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are gold.
Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.
History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Through the years after Barakas was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Barakas's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.
Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion
Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Cartwright
Voice: Switch between two voices
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Tiefling, Neutral Good (CR 7)
Armor Class 9
Hit Points 18 (7d6)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 8 (-1) | 8 (-1) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) | 16 (+3) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Gnoll, Halfling, Giant, Druidic
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d8+1, Ranged +2 / 2d8-1, Grapple +1
Possessions: 900 gp.
Theriatis Goltorah, Male Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tattered old clothes. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.
Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.
History: Theriatis 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. A freak accident while working with his Interpreter mother left him crippled. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.
Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he would like to get married and retire
Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist
Voice: Loud with bravado
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'2") Elf, Lawful Good (CR 2)
Armor Class 11
Hit Points 18 (2d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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17 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 13 (+1) | 12 (+1) | 11 (+0) |
Senses Passive Perception 11
Languages Common, Elven, Gnome
Attacks Melee +5 / 1d6+3, Ranged +3 / 1d6+1, Grapple +3
Possessions: 3000 cp.
Nil Colton, Male Half-Orc [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tan costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He is baby faced.
Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.
History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Nil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.
Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to find somewhere to settle down
Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor
Voice: Spanish accent
Attributes [hide]
Medium (6'1") Half-Orc, Chaotic Good (CR 3)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 13 (3d8)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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11 (+0) | 11 (+0) | 9 (-1) | 11 (+0) | 18 (+4) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 14
Languages Common, Orc
Attacks Melee +2 / 1d8+0, Ranged +2 / 1d8+0, Grapple +0
DC | 0 | 1st | 2nd | 3rd | 4th | 5th | 6th | 7th | 8th | 9th | |
Spell /Day | 14 | 4 | 2 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Possessions: 3000 sp.
Naeris Harper, Male Half-Elf [Permalink]
Personal [hide]
Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.
Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Miller but believes his peers are too gung-ho.
History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Through the years after Naeris was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Naeris's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.
Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and meet up once more with his childhood friend
Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miller
Voice: Shortens vowels
Attributes [hide]
Medium (5'9") Half-Elf, Chaotic Good (CR 5)
Armor Class 10
Hit Points 55 (5d10)
Speed 30 ft.
STR | DEX | CON | INT | WIS | CHA |
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12 (+1) | 11 (+0) | 16 (+3) | 13 (+1) | 16 (+3) | 12 (+1) |
Senses Passive Perception 13
Languages Common, Elven, Dwarven
Attacks Melee +4 / 2d4+1, Ranged +3 / 2d4+0, Grapple +1
Possessions: 400 gp.
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