You are known by the smell of molten metal and the jingle of tin. You are no mere merchant but an artisan of fire and metal.
You have a Towering Physique,
Soft Skin,
and Bald
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Droning. You have
Frayed Clothing. You are
Honorable and
Greedy.
Your age: 50.
๐ Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 0
STR: 5
DEX: 6
WIL: 18
๐ Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Pincers
Roll of Tin
Gloves (petty)
Hammer (d6)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Saw (d6)
Tinker's Paste (3 uses)
Ancient Key Half (petty)
Gold: 3
๐ Special
Donkey (4
slots)
๐ Bonds
Ancient Key Half: You protect a long-dormant family secret. Take one half of an Ancient Key. They say that if joined with its twin, it opens a Gate through any door.
๐ 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.
๐ Your Past
What is your trade?
You scavenge raw tin and iron from battlefields, pulling teeth from still-twitching corpses. Start with a young Donkey (+4 slots, slow), a Crossbow (d8 damage, bulky), and a Saw (d6).
What never fails to get you out of trouble?
Tinker's Paste: Seals shut any fist-sized opening. 3 uses.