You are known by the smell of molten metal and the jingle of tin. You are no mere merchant but an artisan of fire and metal.
You have a Athletic Physique,
Soft Skin,
and Filthy
Hair. Your Face is
Broken, your
Speech Squeaky. You have
Livery Clothing. You are
Courageous and
Lazy.
Your age: 42.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 0
STR: 16
DEX: 14
WIL: 9
🙛 Equipment (6)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Pincers
Roll of Tin
Gloves (petty)
Hammer (d6)
Black Tar (3 uses)
Silver Moss (petty)
Gold: 9
🙛 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
An ancient tree at the heart of a sleepy village has suddenly withered and died, despite showing no signs of disease. After its trunk was cut, a bloody hand was found in its core.
🙛 Your Past
What is your trade?
You deal in home goods and tools, hawking your wares to townspeople across the lands. Take 20gp worth of items from the gear table. You are fluent in the Traveler's Cant.
What never fails to get you out of trouble?
Black Tar: Versatile: both sticky and highly flammable. 3 uses.