┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Jazia                                │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Aurifex                              │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│       6 │       9 │      14 │ HP:  2 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │ 11 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Stout      │ Speech: Cryptic         │ Age: 13  │
│ Skin: Tight          │ Clothing: Livery        ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Bald           │ Virtue: Courageous      │          │
│ Face: Sharp          │ Vice: Greedy            │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ 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──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ An ancient tree at the heart of a sleepy village has      │
│ suddenly withered and died, despite showing no signs of   │
│ disease. After its trunk was cut, a bloody hand was found │
│ in its core.                                              │
│                                                           │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
You are an artisan of the arcane, a smith of subtle forces. In the crucible of your workshop, the laws that govern this world are warped to suit your needs.
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What experiment went horribly wrong?
You were exposed to a long-acting truth serum whose effects have yet to wear off. The disorder has its advantages: you cannot repeat lies you’ve heard, either.
What alchemical marvel is the product of your latest
ingenuity?
Mimic Stone: Records a short phrase that can later be played back.
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Lantern, Oil can (6 uses), Needle-knife (d6), Protective gloves (petty)
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