Wits are your sharpest weapon, a facade your strongest shield. But when you do lose, you lose badly.
You have a Scrawny Physique,
Soft Skin,
and Long
Hair. Your Face is
Sharp, your
Speech Squeaky. You have
Elegant Clothing. You are
Humble and
Lazy.
Your age: 13.
Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 0
STR: 7
DEX: 11
WIL: 3
Equipment (5)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Trick Playing Cards
Fancy Hat (petty)
Cane Sword (d6)
Goat Powder
Blood-Red Flower (petty)
Gold: 8
Special
Cart (4
slots)
Bonds
Blood-Red Flower: The Dawn Brigade did your family a service, giving you a dried Blood-Red Flower (petty) as proof. When the flower turns white, it means the favor is owed.
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
How was your fraud exposed?
You were cursed by a hedgewitch for fooling some innocent village folk. Magic acts unpredictably in your hands (WIL save to avoid disaster). If you are the target of magic, the same applies to its wielder.
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.