You live in the grey space between those who have power and those who don't. You find opportunity where others see only chaos. With nimble fingers, you unburden both the richest merchant and the lowliest guard.
You have a Scrawny Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Curly
Hair. Your Face is
Broken, your
Speech Cryptic. You have
Foreign Clothing. You are
Serene and
Vengeful.
Your age: 13.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 5
DEX: 15
WIL: 8
🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Twin daggers (d6+d6, bulky)
Padded leather (1 Armor)
Lockpicks
Black outfit (petty)
Fence Cutters
Catring (2/2 charges)
Single Gem
Gold: 16
🙛 Bonds
Single Gem: You inherited a Single Gem (500gp, cold and brittle) from a long-dead relative. It arrived with a warning: squander your newfound riches, and a debt long thought forgotten would be called.
🙛 Omens
The moon turns a deep crimson, bathing the night in an eerie, blood-red light. Some say it heralds a time of chaos and strife, as the boundaries between the Wood and the mortal realm grow thin.
🙛 Your Past
What was your last big job?
A noble's summer home. The place was full of fancy wine (+20gp) but not much else. Take Fence Cutters.
What helps you steal?
Catring: 2 charges. Climb up walls and fall safely. Recharge: Place the ring on a stray cat's tail.