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 Short Physique,
Scarred Skin,
and Frizzy
Hair. Your Face is
Bony, your
Speech Booming. You have
Rancid Clothing. You are
Gregarious and
Rude.
Your age: 17.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 1
STR: 6
DEX: 12
WIL: 9
🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Twin daggers (d6+d6, bulky)
Padded leather (1 Armor)
Lockpicks
Black outfit (petty)
Smoke Pellets (3 uses)
Sweetwhistle (1/1 charges)
Bracelet (petty)
Gold: 8
🙛 Bonds
Bracelet: You promised a childhood friend that you’d bring them back a rare gift, something unique in all the world. Take a Bracelet (petty) woven from twine and wildflowers.
🙛 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 was your last big job?
A university. You were seen but not pursued. You still don't know why. Take Smoke Pellets (3 uses).
What helps you steal?
Sweetwhistle: 1 charge. Listeners hear a soft, familiar voice in the distance that they cannot resist following. Recharge: Lose a dear memory. (Describe it.)