Ambrose

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, Weathered Skin, and Braided Hair. Your Face is Sharp, your Speech Gravelly. You have Bloody Clothing. You are Cautious and Aggressive. Your age: 18.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 0
STR: 4
DEX: 9
WIL: 9

🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Gold: 31

🙛 Special

🙛 Bonds
Ornate Compass: A distant cousin left you a small inheritance. Take 20gp, and a strange Compass that always points towards something deep in the Wood.

🙛 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

How was your fraud exposed?
Your 'patients' kept reporting miraculous recoveries, despite your lack of training. Start with Bandages (3 uses) and a knack for healing.

What keepsake could always identify you?
Goat Powder: Derived from the placenta of a baby goat. Temporarily cures any affliction, but symptoms return within hours.