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 Athletic Physique,
Oily Skin,
and Wispy
Hair. Your Face is
Bony, your
Speech Booming. You have
Bloody Clothing. You are
Courageous and
Vain.
Your age: 45.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 0
STR: 8
DEX: 12
WIL: 11
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Pincers
Roll of Tin
Gloves (petty)
Hammer (d6)
Spyglass
Necklace (petty)
Scroll (Mirrorwalk) (petty)
Black Tar (3 uses)
Signet Ring (petty)
Gold: 12
🙛 Bonds
Signet Ring: You owe a great debt to a member of the nobility, and carry their Signet Ring (petty), which serves as proof of their protection as well as your obligation.
🙛 Omens
The once rich waters of a life-giving river have turned black and putrid, tainting the land and sickening those who drink from it. A village elder points to some recent desecration as the cause, but most do not heed their words.
🙛 Your Past
What is your trade?
You sell rare and quality items to monasteries and nobles alike. Take a Spyglass, a Necklace (petty) worth 20gp, and a Scroll of Mirrorwalk (petty).
What never fails to get you out of trouble?
Black Tar: Versatile: both sticky and highly flammable. 3 uses.