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 Brawny Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Bald
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Whispery. You have
Antique Clothing. You are
Serene and
Greedy.
Your age: 19.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 18
DEX: 4
WIL: 9
🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Costume
Simple Instrument (Pipes, Lute, etc.)
Lucky Jerkin (+1 Armor)
Sling (d6)
Read Mind Spellbook
Ghost Violin
Miniature Lute
Gold: 8
🙛 Bonds
Miniature Lute: An entertainer once visited your home, filling it with story and song. He left one day without a word, leaving behind only A Miniature Lute. Something rattles inside.
🙛 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 happened at your final performance?
The crowd loved your catchy tune about a noble and his romantic failings. The noble in question, not so much. Take the Read Mind Spellbook and a warrant for your arrest.
What trinket were you unable to leave behind?
Ghost Violin: A dark-grey violin that plays a haunting tune, mirrored by an invisible, distant twin.