You live in the grey space between those who have power and those who don't. You find opportunity where others see only chaos. With nimble fingers, you unburden both the richest merchant and the lowliest guard.
You have a Lanky Physique,
Tattooed Skin,
and Filthy
Hair. Your Face is
Rakish, your
Speech Precise. You have
Livery Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Craven.
Your age: 27.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 1
STR: 10
DEX: 3
WIL: 4
🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Twin daggers (d6+d6, bulky)
Padded leather (1 Armor)
Lockpicks
Black outfit (petty)
Ladder (bulky)
Blinding Powder (1 uses)
Reverse Teetotum (1 uses, petty)
Twig (petty)
Gold: 9
🙛 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
Strange cracks have appeared in the night sky, revealing a swirling vortex of light and color. Some say that the divide between realms is at its weakest in centuries, and fear what may emerge from the other side.
🙛 Your Past
What was your last big job?
A guild warehouse. Take a Ladder (bulky, 10ft) and Blinding Powder (1 use).
What helps you steal?
Reverse Teetotum: 1 use. When spun, time skips backwards 30 seconds. Everyone remembers what happened. Petty.