Solene

Mountebank

🙛 Description

Wits are your sharpest weapon, a facade your strongest shield. But when you do lose, you lose badly.

You have a Short Physique, Tattooed Skin, and Filthy Hair. Your Face is Perfect, your Speech Stuttering. You have Frayed Clothing. You are Merciful and Vain. Your age: 24.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 0
STR: 6
DEX: 8
WIL: 8

🙛 Equipment (5)
Items:
Gold: 7

🙛 Special

🙛 Bonds
Blood-Red Flower: The Dawn Brigade did your family a service, giving you a dried Blood-Red Flower (petty) as proof. When the flower turns white, it means the favor is owed.

🙛 Omens
The constellations have slowly started shifting in the night sky, forming unfamiliar patterns that have stargazers and sages perplexed. Even the animals seem disturbed.

🙛 Your Past

How was your fraud exposed?
Your 'seances' with the dead were in actuality a ruse involving a cleverly hidden spellbook of Auditory Illusion. Inevitably, a patron discovered your secret. Start with the Spellbook and a bundle of scarves.

What keepsake could always identify you?
Royal Crest: Born into royalty, you chose a different life. The Royal Crest grants you access but also alerts your family of your whereabouts. Petty.