Wits are your sharpest weapon, a facade your strongest shield. But when you do lose, you lose badly.
You have a Statuesque Physique,
Soft Skin,
and Frizzy
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Formal. You have
Bloody Clothing. You are
Courageous and
Nervous.
Your age: 19.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 0
STR: 4
DEX: 12
WIL: 15
🙛 Equipment (6)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Trick Playing Cards
Fancy Hat (petty)
Cane Sword (d6)
Bandages (3 uses)
Goat Powder
Gold: 12
🙛 Special
Cart (4
slots)
🙛 Bonds
One of your ancestors wronged a Moss Witch, who cursed their bloodline. Your visage causes mirrors to shatter. You’ve noticed that the shards can sometimes reveal illusions.
🙛 Omens
The songbirds of the Wood have fallen eerily silent as of late. Hunters claim that a spectral figure has been spotted wandering the forest, gazing longingly at anyone it encounters.
🙛 Your Past
How was your fraud exposed?
Your 'patients' kept reporting miraculous recoveries, despite your lack of training. Start with Bandages (3 uses) and a knack for healing.
What keepsake could always identify you?
Goat Powder: Derived from the placenta of a baby goat. Temporarily cures any affliction, but symptoms return within hours.