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 Flabby Physique,
Tattooed Skin,
and Long
Hair. Your Face is
Bony, your
Speech Formal. You have
Rancid Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Vengeful.
Your age: 26.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 1
STR: 6
DEX: 11
WIL: 10
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Twin daggers (d6+d6, bulky)
Padded leather (1 Armor)
Lockpicks
Black outfit (petty)
Scroll (Arcane Eye) (petty)
Glimpse Glass (3 uses)
Letter (petty)
Gold: 8
🙛 Bonds
Letter: You received a Letter (petty) detailing incontrovertible proof that your true parentage is that of Fae nobility. The note also indicates a date and location where you are to meet them, deep in the the Wood.
🙛 Omens
Swarms of insects are fleeing from the Wood in droves, destroying any wooden structures they come across. The sound of their wings hum a familiar tune as they pass overhead, like a forgotten nursery rhyme.
🙛 Your Past
What was your last big job?
Moneylender. Someone beat you to the job but left behind a Scroll of Arcane Eye (petty).
What helps you steal?
Glimpse Glass: 3 charges. A monocle that lets you see through walls or other obstructions. It shatters after the last use.