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 Scrawny Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Wavy
Hair. Your Face is
Perfect, your
Speech Droning. You have
Frumpy Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Greedy.
Your age: 34.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 1
STR: 16
DEX: 4
WIL: 15
🙛 Equipment (10)
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)
Catring (2/2 charges)
Letter (petty)
Gold: 5
🙛 Bonds
Letter: During your travels, you met a dying hunter who asked you to deliver a message to their loved ones. Take a Letter (petty), sealed with tree sap. It is addressed only to the Lord Of Winter.
🙛 Omens
The local fauna is behaving oddly, displaying heightened aggression, or fleeing the area entirely. Hunters talk of a shadowy figure that roams the Wood, calling to the animals.
🙛 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?
Catring: 2 charges. Climb up walls and fall safely. Recharge: Place the ring on a stray cat's tail.