Character Descriptions & Backgrounds

Character Name: Misha Quill
Alias (if any): None that you know of... yet.
Race & Class: Certainly a human mage. Oh yes.
Appearance: This somewhat bookish lady is a well-of middle class mage, and dresses as such in fine flowing robes that are as impractical as they are impressive. Inkstains spot her fingers, but otherwise she is impeccable. She carries herself in that proud librarian way.
Background: From what little you gathered, Misha was born in poverty in the lower city of Sharn, but thanks to her magical spark was apprenticed to a mage and thus escaped that particularly miserable life. From there her life was apparetly unremarkable, and dedicated to magical studies and academic work.

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Character Name: Red Moon
Race & Class: Swiftstride Shifter/Rogue (1)/Warlock (6) Hexblade
Appearance: Red Moon is 4'9", 108# and 24 years old. He has a reddish/brown fur-like hair on nearly every part of his body and his facial features are that of a catlike cast with his large eyes, flat noses, and pointed ears. He is originally from the Eldeen Reaches. He appears to be rather strong and just right look that catishly pleasing and a voice to go with it.

Background: He works for a "Heroes for Hire" agency known as Swords and Sages. He have been on one mission together with the group. You all know he is great at setting up camp and cooking. He isn't so great for watches. The nights haunt him and some nights, he doesn't seem to get any rest. You have heard him awaken screaming. He says that he doesn't have background, his village in Eldeen Reaches is gone. Your impression is that is the cause of his poor nights.

In Party: You all know that he is a fighter. He usually summons a weapon to hands and is there to deal death. He can take on the image of anyone he wishes to be and he can minorly cast other spells. Once in a while he sing and play a lute and he does well to entertain.

Britt d'Orien knows that someday Red Moon would love to have his story made into play or something. She knows well he has a well detailed diary with him that he doesn't share. Misha Quill's Cat might take some interest in Red Moon. Seems both are feline or at least feline related.

Activates: He has been traveling around since he left Eldeen Reaches. Party knows he keeps a diary of his travels. Seems he has been driven to travel away form his origins. He just say he as fated to leave. He has been much a hired sword, but has been know to freely help some in need. He doesn't at all take to being pushed around.

Character Name:Roddybit Dingle Alouiscious MacKrank
Alias (if any): Torque
Race & Class: Rock Gnome, Battle Smith Artificer
Appearance: Torque is an average sized rock gnome, meaning he barely comes up to the waist of most men. His face is usually adorned with a heavy amount of soot or grime, so his light grayish complexion seems darkened. His neat and pointed goatee is a stark contrast to his slick backed dark green hair, streaked with black grease, and fairly well singed on the edges. Torque almost always has on his chain shirt, covered with a leather apron that is well worn, soiled, and well scorched. His laugh is infectious, and few females can resist his pale green eyes and dimples.
Torque is always found with his best creation, his companion Rex, a mechanical wolf.
Background: Torque lived a very simple life, growing up in the back of a wagon moving from city to city, the son of a tinker. Being so small and contained in a tight space, Torque had plenty of time to mess around with extra gears and springs. While his father sold his wares, Torque scavenged in the refuse piles, taking in anything and everything he could find. At the age of 20 with a bag full of home made toys, gadgets, and tools Torque set off on his own. He didn't make it very long before being accosted, robbed, and left penniless and destitute. He spent the next year trying to make it home to his dad when fortune struck. While digging in a refuse pile for spare parts, he overheard the worst dressing down he'd ever heard in his life. A fishing boat was going to miss the tide due to a stuck anchor, and the captain was none to happy. Torque offered his service for a meal and any broken hooks or tackle they may have had lying around. After a quick tap of the hammer, and a few drops of oil, and the problem was solved. While the captain inspected the work, Torque took the small pile of hooks and wires and fashioned a self setting hook and gave it to the Captain to try out. Word of mouth spread to the other ships and Torque soon found steady employment, both with his repairs and gadgets. After several months he was hired by the swords and sages to help keep the ships in operation and design and build new machines. For the next ten years he worked his way up from maintenance and design to adventuring as well. Torque enjoys his life, but he still plans on going home, but his dad's only 180, he's got plenty of life left in him.