Aria

Mountebank

🙛 Description

Wits are your sharpest weapon, a facade your strongest shield. But when you do lose, you lose badly.

You have a Lanky Physique, Marked Skin, and Luxurious Hair. Your Face is Pale, your Speech Whispery. You have Frumpy Clothing. You are Gregarious and Vain. Your age: 41.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 0
STR: 8
DEX: 7
WIL: 14

🙛 Equipment (6)
Items:
Gold: 7

🙛 Special

🙛 Bonds
Signet Ring: You owe a great debt to a member of the nobility, and carry their Signet Ring (petty), which serves as proof of their protection as well as your obligation.

🙛 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?
After seducing a wealthy patron, their family hired a criminal gang to retrieve you. You got away and need to lay low. Start with Beauty Cream, 2 uses. Apply to appear irresistibly beautiful for the next 12 hours.

What keepsake could always identify you?
Surgeon's Soap: A lye and ash block that makes skin temporarily transparent, revealing the anatomy within. 4 uses.