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 Statuesque Physique,
Scarred Skin,
and Wispy
Hair. Your Face is
Square, your
Speech Booming. You have
Frumpy Clothing. You are
Merciful and
Rude.
Your age: 44.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 1
STR: 13
DEX: 7
WIL: 12
🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Costume
Simple Instrument (Pipes, Lute, etc.)
Lucky Jerkin (+1 Armor)
Sling (d6)
Read Mind Spellbook
Ghost Violin
Silver Moss (petty)
Gold: 6
🙛 Bonds
Silver Moss: You once freed a Naiad from a choked stream. In return, it gave you some Silver Moss (petty). Swallow it near water and the creature will come, once, to repay its debt.
🙛 Omens
The once rich waters of a life-giving river have turned black and putrid, tainting the land and sickening those who drink from it. A village elder points to some recent desecration as the cause, but most do not heed their words.
🙛 Your Past
What happened at your final performance?
The crowd loved your catchy tune about a noble and his romantic failings. The noble in question, not so much. Take the Read Mind Spellbook and a warrant for your arrest.
What trinket were you unable to leave behind?
Ghost Violin: A dark-grey violin that plays a haunting tune, mirrored by an invisible, distant twin.