Wits are your sharpest weapon, a facade your strongest shield. But when you do lose, you lose badly.
You have a Brawny Physique,
Birthmarked Skin,
and Wavy
Hair. Your Face is
Sharp, your
Speech Blunt. You have
Frayed Clothing. You are
Tolerant and
Bitter.
Your age: 30.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 0
STR: 8
DEX: 10
WIL: 5
🙛 Equipment (6)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Trick Playing Cards
Fancy Hat (petty)
Cane Sword (d6)
Bandages (3 uses)
Miracle Oil (2 uses)
Bracelet (petty)
Gold: 9
🙛 Special
Cart (4
slots)
🙛 Bonds
Bracelet: You promised a childhood friend that you’d bring them back a rare gift, something unique in all the world. Take a Bracelet (petty) woven from twine and wildflowers.
🙛 Omens
It feels like winter has arrived too quickly this year, frost and snows making their appearance much earlier than expected. There is talk of a pattern to the frost found in windows, ponds, and cracks in the ground. It almost looks like a map.
🙛 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?
Miracle Oil: A smelly, slippery concoction. 2 uses.