Name: Khoprynis

Race: Myconids



Appearance: At 10 years old,Khoprynis stands at 4'3". Carefully it watches the dark and keeps an eye out for ones that would bring harm to the Coprinus Clan.

Role: Adept:: Khoprynis is one of the few gifted with protecting the clan with her black ink that follows her control. The length of control is up to 15 feet and the amount she can control is enough to fill a bucket. If one is contaminated by the black ink then from the inside out the spores grow. Depending on how much they victim could either withstand the fever and survive, go temporarily child like with delusion, or (worst case scenario for the victim) die as the spores grow from the inside out. Khorprynis can only use this ability twice every 3 hours.

Biography: khorprynis has only known the dungeon. From the moment of awakening to maturity Khorprynis wandered the dungeon with great interest and curiosity learning many things. When matured, Khorprynis showed her ability and gift of protecting the clan, as well as, giving life to more Myconids. With such great honor to the clan Khorprynis vowed it's lifespan to the Clan. The Clan lived mostly in peace without any sight of adventurers they heard of and only needed to defend their territory from other dwellers. Very rarely are they in conflict, though, for all that know of them know how much they can give if shown respect and kindness.

Inventory: The only item Khorprynis carries around is something she took off a dweller that dared to attack the clan. A key. A single rusted key that has a pretty colored stone on it. When cleaned it glimmers like the glowbugs that pass by with a gorgeous green color. This key is kept on a string around Khorprynis neck at all times.

Name: Root

Race: Poison Dusk Lizardfolk

Appearance: Root stands 3’4 and has a long tail. His scales can change color and his claws are excellent for climbing. Likes to climb onto tall things or others and sit on their shoulders for better views.


Temperament: Playful unless threatened or hunting.

Role: Scout – Ranged with a bit of magic but doesn’t know how to use it.

Biography: Root was part of a small Lizardfolk tribe that lived alongside a tribe of black scale. The relationship the two tribes had was mutual. They would track and help the lumbering giants hunt and ambush while the big guys helped protect them. One day however, he returned to his village destroyed along with the black scale.

The adventurers that had come were still attacking the lizard men left standing so Rook joined in on the fighting. The paralytic poison he uses on his arrows brought down a two of the adventurers just in time for the black scale known as Karn to utterly obliterate them. Root did what he could to help heal the beast’s wounds with what local plants that he could find.

Now he rides on the giant's shoulder ever alert as they find their way to their new home. at least the dark depths of this new place has plenty of critters to munch on.

Inventory:
- Short bow and arrows.
- poison making kit
- Bolo
- Small knife
- A small shiny ring with a green stone on it that he took from one of the adventurer’s.