Wits are your sharpest weapon, a facade your strongest shield. But when you do lose, you lose badly.
You have a Short Physique,
Scarred Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Bony, your
Speech Cryptic. You have
Frumpy Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Greedy.
Your age: 26.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 0
STR: 4
DEX: 18
WIL: 12
🙛 Equipment (6)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Trick Playing Cards
Fancy Hat (petty)
Cane Sword (d6)
Bandages (3 uses)
Miracle Oil (2 uses)
Bracelet (petty)
Gold: 13
🙛 Special
Cart (4
slots)
🙛 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 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
How was your fraud exposed?
Your 'patients' kept reporting miraculous recoveries, despite your lack of training. Start with Bandages (3 uses) and a knack for healing.
What keepsake could always identify you?
Miracle Oil: A smelly, slippery concoction. 2 uses.