┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Beauregard │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Mountebank │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 10 │ 13 │ 10 │ HP: 2 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 12 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Brawny │ Speech: Droning │ Age: 22 │ │ Skin: Scarred │ Clothing: Filthy ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Filthy │ Virtue: Serene │ │ │ Face: Chiseled │ Vice: Aggressive │ │ ├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤ │ You carry a Portrait in a locket (petty) of a past love │ │ who disappeared into The Woods long ago. Somehow, you │ │ know that they are still alive. │ │ │ │ │ ├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤ │ Strange, tear-shaped stones have been found throughout │ │ the region, sparking a “gold rush” of sorts for │ │ jewelers and thieves alike. The locals believe they are │ │ the tears of the earth itself, weeping for a great │ │ tragedy yet to come. │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ Wits are your sharpest weapon, a facade your strongest shield. But when you do lose, you lose badly. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── How was your fraud exposed? You were a peddler of fake prophesies, but when one turned out to be true, it drew unwanted attention. Roll on the Omens table, but keep the result to yourself. Start with a Knife (d6) hidden in your boot. What keepsake could always identify you? Miracle Oil A smelly concoction that is also very, very, slippery. 2 uses. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Cart (+4 slots, bulky when pulled), Trick playing cards, Fancy hat (petty), Cane sword (d6)