What inspires the soul more than song, words, and spectacle? Why practice for years to master the arcane when you've already got real magic inside?
You have a Lanky Physique,
Tattooed Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Elongated, your
Speech Blunt. You have
Livery Clothing. You are
Gregarious and
Greedy.
Your age: 26.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 13
DEX: 9
WIL: 4
🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Costume
Simple Instrument (Pipes, Lute, etc.)
Lucky Jerkin (+1 Armor)
Sling (d6)
Thesaurus
Pocket Theatre
Miniature Lute
Gold: 9
🙛 Bonds
Miniature Lute: An entertainer once visited your home, filling it with story and song. He left one day without a word, leaving behind only A Miniature Lute. Something rattles inside.
🙛 Omens
Strange, tear-shaped stones have been found throughout the region, sparking a 'gold rush' of sorts for jewelers and thieves alike. The locals believe they are the tears of the earth itself, weeping for a great tragedy yet to come.
🙛 Your Past
What happened at your final performance?
You mocked a forgotten trickster god and were cursed for it. You speak only in perfect rhyme. Ironically, this has only made you more popular among your peers. Take a Thesaurus (20gp). Without it, you are deprived.
What trinket were you unable to leave behind?
Pocket Theatre: A set of small puppets and a folding stage. Good for quick distractions.