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 Athletic Physique,
Marked Skin,
and Filthy
Hair. Your Face is
Sharp, your
Speech Droning. You have
Frayed Clothing. You are
Gregarious and
Greedy.
Your age: 29.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 6
DEX: 13
WIL: 16
🙛 Equipment (11)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Pincers
Roll of Tin
Gloves (petty)
Hammer (d6)
Smelting Hammer (d10, bulky)
Tin Helm (+1 Armor)
Carrion Cat (bulky)
Miniature Lute
Gold: 17
🙛 Bonds
Miniature Lute: An entertainer once visited your home, filling it with story and song. He left one day without a word, leaving behind only A Miniature Lute. Something rattles inside.
🙛 Omens
A night-blooming flower once thought extinct is sprouting up throughout the Wood. Its scent is intoxicating, but also causes vivid nightmares.
🙛 Your Past
What is your trade?
You were a military smelter, before peace destroyed your livelihood. Take a smelting hammer (d10, bulky) and a tin helm (+1 Armor). Given time and adequate materials, you can repair armor.
What never fails to get you out of trouble?
A clever pet, small enough to hide in your pack (bulky), but strong enough to scare off smaller predators. Requires one Ration a day, and it must be meat.