Wits are your sharpest weapon, a facade your strongest shield. But when you do lose, you lose badly.
You have a Scrawny Physique, Tanned Skin, and Luxurious Hair. Your Face is Bony, your Speech Precise. You have Rancid Clothing. You are Courageous and Aggressive.
Your age: 29.
Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 0
STR: 7
DEX: 14
WIL: 3
Equipment (4)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Trick Playing Cards
Fancy Hat (petty)
Cane Sword (d6)
Alchemical Tattoo (petty)
Twig (petty)
Gold: 15
Special
Cart (4
slots)
Bonds
Twig: A white crow appeared to you in a dream, holding a twig in its mouth. You awoke the next morning with The Twig (petty) in your hand. You believe it brings you luck. It smells faintly of sulfur.
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
How was your fraud exposed?
You were cursed by a hedgewitch for fooling some innocent village folk. Magic acts unpredictably in your hands (WIL save to avoid disaster). If you are the target of magic, the same applies to its wielder.
What keepsake could always identify you?
Alchemical Tattoo: A dog, cat, or bird that can leave your body on demand. It follows your commands to the best of its abilities and can pass its injuries (as STR loss) back onto you. Petty.
Pets
Alchemical Tattoo:
Alchemical Tattoo: A dog, cat, or bird that can leave your body on demand. It follows your commands to the best of its abilities and can pass its injuries (as STR loss) back onto you. Petty.