Ember

Aurifex

🙛 Description

You are an artisan of the arcane, a smith of subtle forces. In the crucible of your workshop, the laws that govern this world are warped to suit your needs.

You have a Stout Physique, Scarred Skin, and Curly Hair. Your Face is Chiseled, your Speech Gravelly. You have Frayed Clothing. You are Gregarious and Lazy. Your age: 25.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 0
STR: 7
DEX: 8
WIL: 16

🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Gold: 8

🙛 Bonds
Single Gem: You inherited a Single Gem (500gp, cold and brittle) from a long-dead relative. It arrived with a warning: squander your newfound riches, and a debt long thought forgotten would be called.

🙛 Omens
The moon turns a deep crimson, bathing the night in an eerie, blood-red light. Some say it heralds a time of chaos and strife, as the boundaries between the Wood and the mortal realm grow thin.

🙛 Your Past

What went horribly wrong?
You were adept at creating fake gold, which is almost as good. Eventually, your ruse was discovered, and you had to make a hasty retreat. Take a heavy Metal Ingot and Gold Powder.

What alchemical marvel is the product of your latest ingenuity?
Mimic Stone: Records a short phrase that can later be played back.