You live in the grey space between those who have power and those who don't. You find opportunity where others see only chaos. With nimble fingers, you unburden both the richest merchant and the lowliest guard.
You have a Flabby Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Wavy
Hair. Your Face is
Pale, your
Speech Precise. You have
Elegant Clothing. You are
Ambitious and
Vain.
Your age: 45.
π Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 1
STR: 3
DEX: 14
WIL: 3
π Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Twin daggers (d6+d6, bulky)
Padded leather (1 Armor)
Lockpicks
Black outfit (petty)
Strong Silk Rope
Reverse Teetotum (1 uses, petty)
Whistle (petty)
Gold: 9
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
Hunters talk of a curse that befalls any who kill a beast with a streak of white fur: soon after, they are found dead in their homes. Each day, there are fewer and fewer creatures to hunt.
π Your Past
What was your last big job?
Constable's quarters. You escaped but left some friends behind. Take Strong Silk Rope (30ft) and a queasy feeling.
What helps you steal?
Reverse Teetotum: 1 use. When spun, time skips backwards 30 seconds. Everyone remembers what happened. Petty.