┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Rónán │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Kettlewright │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 12 │ 13 │ 7 │ HP: 3 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 7 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Short │ Speech: Precise │ Age: 21 │ │ Skin: Scarred │ Clothing: Frumpy ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Braided │ Virtue: Courageous │ │ │ Face: Chiseled │ Vice: Greedy │ │ ├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤ │ You found a Tiny Crystal Prism (petty) buried in the │ │ dirt. When held up to the light, it shows visions of an │ │ unknown location deep within The Woods. Sometimes, you │ │ feel a presence looking back at you. │ │ │ ├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤ │ Swarming pests gnaw away at the edges of dreams, and │ │ farmers speak of a loud buzzing sound emanating from deep │ │ within The Woods. They also say that the sound is getting │ │ closer. │ │ │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ You are known by the smell of molten metal and the jingle of tin. You are not a mere merchant, but an artisan of fire and metal. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── What is your trade? As a convict, the Oath was simply a means of avoiding punishment. Take Lockpicks, and the key to a safehouse (petty). What never fails to get you out of trouble? Oath Compass Points not towards North, but instead to the nearest member of the Guard. It also lets you know when they’re getting close. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Pincers, Roll of tin, Tent (fits 2), Hammer (d6)