Wits are your sharpest weapon, a facade your strongest shield. But when you do lose, you lose badly.
You have a Towering Physique,
Scarred Skin,
and Long
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Gravelly. You have
Frumpy Clothing. You are
Merciful and
Greedy.
Your age: 23.
π Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 0
STR: 3
DEX: 13
WIL: 5
π Equipment (5)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Trick Playing Cards
Fancy Hat (petty)
Cane Sword (d6)
Knife (d6, petty)
Goat Powder
Whistle (petty)
Gold: 8
π Special
Cart (4
slots)
π Bonds
Whistle: You carved a Whistle (petty) from an Oak Lordβs branch. Your act did not go unnoticed. You cannot seem to rid yourself of the whistle either.
π Omens
The songbirds of the Wood have fallen eerily silent as of late. Hunters claim that a spectral figure has been spotted wandering the forest, gazing longingly at anyone it encounters.
π Your Past
How was your fraud exposed?
You were a peddler of fake prophesies, but when one turned out to be true, it drew unwanted attention. Roll on the Omens table, but keep the result to yourself. Start with a concealable Knife (d6, petty).
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.