Wits are your sharpest weapon, a facade your strongest shield. But when you do lose, you lose badly.
You have a Short Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Bald
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Squeaky. You have
Frayed Clothing. You are
Courageous and
Rude.
Your age: 46.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 0
STR: 10
DEX: 7
WIL: 15
🙛 Equipment (5)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Trick Playing Cards
Fancy Hat (petty)
Cane Sword (d6)
Spellbook (Auditory Illusion)
Royal Crest (petty)
Blood-Red Flower (petty)
Gold: 6
🙛 Special
Cart (4
slots)
🙛 Bonds
Blood-Red Flower: The Dawn Brigade did your family a service, giving you a dried Blood-Red Flower (petty) as proof. When the flower turns white, it means the favor is owed.
🙛 Omens
Border towns have become riotous in recent weeks, after multiple claims of a red-robed figure appearing in their children's dreams, uttering the same warning: A fire is coming, and it will consume them all.
🙛 Your Past
How was your fraud exposed?
Your 'seances' with the dead were in actuality a ruse involving a cleverly hidden spellbook of Auditory Illusion. Inevitably, a patron discovered your secret. Start with the Spellbook and a bundle of scarves.
What keepsake could always identify you?
Royal Crest: Born into royalty, you chose a different life. The Royal Crest grants you access but also alerts your family of your whereabouts. Petty.