┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Indigo │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Mountebank │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 13 │ 11 │ 8 │ HP: 3 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 10 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Statuesque │ Speech: Booming │ Age: 24 │ │ Skin: Weathered │ Clothing: Frumpy ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Wispy │ Virtue: Honorable │ │ │ Face: Elongated │ Vice: Craven │ │ ├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤ │ One of your ancestors wronged a Moss Witch, who cursed │ │ their bloodline. Your visage causes mirrors to shatter. │ │ You’ve noticed that the shards can sometimes reveal │ │ illusions. │ │ │ ├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? Your “seances” with the dead were in actuality a ruse involving a cleverly hidden spellbook of Auditory Illusion. Inevitably, a patron discovered your secret. Start with the Spellbook and a bundle of scarves. What keepsake could always identify you? Royal Crest Born into royalty, you chose a different life. The crest grants you access, but also alerts your family of your whereabouts. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Cart (+4 slots, bulky when pulled), Trick playing cards, Fancy hat (petty), Cane sword (d6)