Wits are your sharpest weapon, a facade your strongest shield. But when you do lose, you lose badly.
You have a Athletic Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Wispy
Hair. Your Face is
Chiseled, your
Speech Formal. You have
Rancid Clothing. You are
Ambitious and
Bitter.
Your age: 40.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 0
STR: 7
DEX: 10
WIL: 15
🙛 Equipment (4)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Trick Playing Cards
Fancy Hat (petty)
Cane Sword (d6)
Knife (d6, petty)
Royal Crest (petty)
Twig (petty)
Gold: 6
🙛 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
It feels like winter has arrived too quickly this year, frost and snows making their appearance much earlier than expected. There is talk of a pattern to the frost found in windows, ponds, and cracks in the ground. It almost looks like a map.
🙛 Your Past
How was your fraud exposed?
You were a peddler of fake prophesies, but when one turned out to be true, it drew unwanted attention. Roll on the Omens table, but keep the result to yourself. Start with a concealable Knife (d6, petty).
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.