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 Towering Physique,
Tanned Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Perfect, your
Speech Gravelly. You have
Frayed Clothing. You are
Courageous and
Bitter.
Your age: 16.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 1
STR: 15
DEX: 15
WIL: 17
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Twin daggers (d6+d6, bulky)
Padded leather (1 Armor)
Lockpicks
Black outfit (petty)
Scroll (Arcane Eye) (petty)
Gildfinger (1/1 charges)
Twig (petty)
Gold: 9
🙛 Bonds
Twig: A white crow appeared to you in a dream, holding a twig in its mouth. You awoke the next morning with The Twig (petty) in your hand. You believe it brings you luck. It smells faintly of sulfur.
🙛 Omens
It feels like winter has arrived too quickly this year, frost and snows making their appearance much earlier than expected. There is talk of a pattern to the frost found in windows, ponds, and cracks in the ground. It almost looks like a map.
🙛 Your Past
What was your last big job?
Moneylender. Someone beat you to the job but left behind a Scroll of Arcane Eye (petty).
What helps you steal?
Gildfinger: 1 charge. A finger glove that mimics any mundane key. Recharge: Bundle it with at least 100gp for a night.