┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Hestia │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Aurifex │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 11 │ 15 │ 13 │ HP: 4 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 9 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Brawny │ Speech: Precise │ Age: 37 │ │ Skin: Tanned │ Clothing: Bloody ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Curly │ Virtue: Cautious │ │ │ Face: Sharp │ Vice: Vengeful │ │ ├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤ │ The Dawn Brigade did your family a service, giving you a │ │ dried Blood-Red Flower (petty) as proof. When the flower │ │ turns white, it means the favor is owed. │ │ │ │ │ ├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 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 adept at creating fake gold, which is almost as good. Eventually, your ruse was discovered and you had to make a hasty retreat. Take a heavy Metal Ingot and Gold Powder. What alchemical marvel is the product of your latest ingenuity? Pyrophoric Gel: A sticky green fluid that catches fire when exposed to air, then burns for 8 hours. Cannot be extinguished. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Lantern, Oil can (6 uses), Needle-knife (d6), Protective gloves (petty)