Murkin, Thiefy Boy-Man
Str: 8 (-1)
Dex 9 (-1)
Con: 14 (+2)
Int: 10 (0)
Wis: 4(-3)
Cha: 8 (-1)
Weapon: Dagger and Sling
Murkin, who up to this point has been disguising himself quite poorly as a local villager, pulls the small potato off his nose and screams "DAD! NOOOOOOO!"
He runs over to his father's body. "I know you never wanted me adventuring, on account of me being a bit 'daft', but since those evil cards stole your soul, I don't think you can stop me anymore... But I have no idea what to do."
Seeing the family resemblence and the shoddy nature of the disguise, Berkins was clearly playing along with his son's disguise, because it wouldn't fool anyone. Thinking for a moment, he smiles.
"I will draw 5 cards, just like my father. Perhaps they will grant me the tools I need to save him!"