┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Wilmot                               │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Barber-Surgeon                       │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│       8 │      11 │       5 │ HP:  2 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │ 11 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Flabby     │ Speech: Squeaky         │ Age: 29  │
│ Skin: Tight          │ Clothing: Livery        ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Long           │ Virtue: Merciful        │          │
│ Face: Chiseled       │ Vice: Nervous           │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ An entertainer once visited your home, filling it with    │
│ story and song. He left one day without a word, leaving   │
│ behind only A Miniature Lute. Something rattles inside.   │
│                                                           │
│                                                           │
├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ Folks say that a faint laughter can be heard echoing out  │
│ of wells all over the city. At night, they say the echoes │
│ change to sobs.                                           │
│                                                           │
│                                                           │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
You walk the line between healer and harrower, knowing the frailty of the flesh but also the secrets that lay within. With the right tools, life and death are merely words.
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How have you “improved” yourself?
Your chest is lined with alchemical sigils, toughening the skin (Armor 1). Wearing other metallic armor nullifies the effect.
What rare tool is essential to your work?
Lodestone: Draws out dangerous elements from the body, and acts as a powerful magnetic force.
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Bonesaw (d6), Bandages (3 uses), Leech (restores 1 STR, 3 uses), Stained medical finery (petty)