Mordant

Aurifex

🙛 Description

You are an artisan of the arcane, a smith of subtle forces. In the crucible of your workshop, the laws that govern this world are warped to suit your needs.

You have a Athletic Physique, Tanned Skin, and Wispy Hair. Your Face is Sharp, your Speech Gravelly. You have Frayed Clothing. You are Disciplined and Nervous. Your age: 30.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 0
STR: 18
DEX: 15
WIL: 13

🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Gold: 11

🙛 Bonds
Single Gem: You inherited a Single Gem (500gp, cold and brittle) from a long-dead relative. It arrived with a warning: squander your newfound riches, and a debt long thought forgotten would be called.

🙛 Omens
Border towns have become riotous in recent weeks, after multiple claims of a red-robed figure appearing in their children's dreams, uttering the same warning: A fire is coming, and it will consume them all.

🙛 Your Past

What went horribly wrong?
You were adept at creating fake gold, which is almost as good. Eventually, your ruse was discovered, and you had to make a hasty retreat. Take a heavy Metal Ingot and Gold Powder.

What alchemical marvel is the product of your latest ingenuity?
Blast Sphere: A head-sized iron ball filled with explosive powder that detonates on impact.