┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Prism │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Aurifex │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 11 │ 12 │ 11 │ HP: 1 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 13 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Rugged │ Speech: Booming │ Age: 38 │ │ Skin: Marked │ Clothing: Frumpy ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Wispy │ Virtue: Merciful │ │ │ Face: Pale │ Vice: Lazy │ │ ├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤ │ You inherited a Single Gem (500gp, cold and brittle) from │ │ a long-dead relative. It arrived with a warning: squander │ │ your newfound riches and a debt long thought forgotten │ │ would be called. │ │ │ ├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤ │ Swarms of insects are fleeing from The Woods in droves, │ │ destroying any wooden structures they come across. The │ │ sound of their wings hum a familiar tune as they pass │ │ overhead, like a forgotten nursery rhyme. │ │ │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ 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. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── 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? Spark Dust: Ignites easily and quickly. Useful for starting a fire or as an incendiary device. 3 uses. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Lantern, Oil can (6 uses), Needle-knife (d6), Protective gloves (petty)