Morth

Jongleur

🙛 Description

What inspires the soul more than song, words, and spectacle? Why practice for years to master the arcane when you've already got real magic inside?

You have a Scrawny Physique, Scarred Skin, and Curly Hair. Your Face is Bony, your Speech Droning. You have Elegant Clothing. You are Cautious and Nervous. Your age: 43.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 1
STR: 15
DEX: 6
WIL: 7

🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Gold: 15

🙛 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
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

What happened at your final performance?
You mocked a forgotten trickster god and were cursed for it. You speak only in perfect rhyme. Ironically, this has only made you more popular among your peers. Take a Thesaurus (20gp). Without it, you are deprived.

What trinket were you unable to leave behind?
Ghost Violin: A dark-grey violin that plays a haunting tune, mirrored by an invisible, distant twin.