(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/67/11/5f/67115f7efed71000d49bb720f26853c2.jpg)<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Caladrel</strong><br/>Male old elf conjurer 1<br/>NG Medium humanoid (elf)<br/>HP 6/6 AC:12 T:12 FF:10<br/><strong>Init </strong>+8; <strong>Senses </strong>low-light vision</div></div><br/>"What's all this then?"Caladrel asked the moderate congregation that had gathered on the porch of his friends home. Or at least what he guessed it was his home seeing as the last house he had knocked on had been the neighbors.<br/><br/>"You lot here for the funeral too? I was told it was over already. Though judging by the quality of my directions it would seem I've been getting poorly sourced information as of late."