You are known by the smell of molten metal and the jingle of tin. You are no mere merchant but an artisan of fire and metal.
You have a Brawny Physique,
Oily Skin,
and Frizzy
Hair. Your Face is
Elongated, your
Speech Cryptic. You have
Foreign Clothing. You are
Gregarious and
Deceitful.
Your age: 15.
Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 0
STR: 9
DEX: 3
WIL: 13
Equipment (6)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Pincers
Roll of Tin
Gloves (petty)
Hammer (d6)
Tinker's Paste (3 uses)
Silver Moss (petty)
Gold: 13
Bonds
Silver Moss: You once freed a Naiad from a choked stream. In return, it gave you some Silver Moss (petty). Swallow it near water and the creature will come, once, to repay its debt.
Omens
Strange cracks have appeared in the night sky, revealing a swirling vortex of light and color. Some say that the divide between realms is at its weakest in centuries, and fear what may emerge from the other side.
Your Past
What is your trade?
You deal in home goods and tools, hawking your wares to townspeople across the lands. Take 20gp worth of items from the gear table. You are fluent in the Traveler's Cant.
What never fails to get you out of trouble?
Tinker's Paste: Seals shut any fist-sized opening. 3 uses.