Saylor

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 Flabby Physique, Soft Skin, and Wispy Hair. Your Face is Pale, your Speech Droning. You have Rancid Clothing. You are Disciplined and Greedy. Your age: 18.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 6
DEX: 5
WIL: 8

🙛 Equipment (9)
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
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 happened at your final performance?
Your debut composition reduced the audience to a gibbering mess, murmuring of bright creatures descending from the night sky. Later you noticed that the notes resembled stellar constellations. Take a Book On Astronomy and a lot of questions.

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.