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 Towering Physique,
Webbed Skin,
and Frizzy
Hair. Your Face is
Broken, your
Speech Precise. You have
Elegant Clothing. You are
Tolerant and
Greedy.
Your age: 33.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 1
STR: 17
DEX: 3
WIL: 13
🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Pincers
Roll of Tin
Gloves (petty)
Hammer (d6)
Long Sword (d10, bulky)
Gambeson (+1 Armor)
Spiked Boots (d8)
Ancient Key Half (petty)
Gold: 8
🙛 Bonds
Ancient Key Half: You protect a long-dormant family secret. Take one half of an Ancient Key. They say that if joined with its twin, it opens a Gate through any door.
🙛 Omens
A thick, unnatural fog has begun encroaching upon an ancient and holy grove. It is said to be the work of a great forest spirit, angered by nearby deforestation.
🙛 Your Past
What is your trade?
You offer protection as a service, quietly watching for threats as money exchanges hands. You start with +d4 HP, and carry a Long Sword (d10, bulky) and a Gambeson (+1 Armor).
What never fails to get you out of trouble?
Spiked Boots: Cracks heads (d8) as easily as it does ice and muck. Travel is also a bit slower, but easier.