What inspires the soul more than song, words, and spectacle? Why practice for years to master the arcane when you've already got real magic inside?
You have a Athletic Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Filthy
Hair. Your Face is
Perfect, your
Speech Stuttering. You have
Bloody Clothing. You are
Tolerant and
Greedy.
Your age: 49.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 1
STR: 14
DEX: 11
WIL: 7
🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Costume
Simple Instrument (Pipes, Lute, etc.)
Lucky Jerkin (+1 Armor)
Sling (d6)
Rapier (d6)
Rebreak Glass
Single Gem
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
Swarms of insects are fleeing from the Wood in droves, destroying any wooden structures they come across. The sound of their wings hum a familiar tune as they pass overhead, like a forgotten nursery rhyme.
🙛 Your Past
What happened at your final performance?
Despite your training in the deadly arts, an actor died and you were blamed. Take a light-weight Rapier (d6) and a false identity.
What trinket were you unable to leave behind?
Rebreak Glass: A wine flute that can be broken multiple times, reforming after 24 hours. Makes a really loud noise.