Exile

You have, for whatever reason, been exiled from your homeland. Whether it was because of a crime you committed, or a crime you were accused of committing, or a gross violation of honour, or a political maneuver by an enemy, or maybe a guild rival, or perhaps you were framed for a crime; the result is the same: you are no longer welcome in the society where you grew up or had made a life for yourself. Now you are wandering the world, trying to find where you fit in it, and how to make the most of the circumstances you've been thrust into.

Skill Proficiencies: Survival, plus your choice of one from among Animal Handling, Persuasion, and Sleight of Hand.

Tool Proficiencies: One type of artisan tools, or a forgery kit

Languages: One of your choice, possibly of the culture that you fled to after your exile

Equipment: An heirloom or other memento of your homeland, the mark of an exile (a tattoo or branding of the flesh, or similar permanent mark), a set of artisan’s tools with which you are proficient, or a forgery kit; clothes, traveler's; fishing tackle, and a pouch containing 5gp

Suggested Characteristics

Few people excel in their life after their exile, however you've managed to pick up the pieces of your shattered self and make do. While you may be bitter, or twisted with a desire for vengeance, equally you could have come to terms with your situation and decided to make the most of your newfound freedom.

d8	Personality Trait
1	I found this weird leather ball and I call it "Ferdinand". He's my friend.
2	I mean, rats are OK, but really, the gold is in those crunchy, juicy cockroaches...
3	This is mine. Not yours. Mine. M.I.N.E. MINE!
4	Pain is but a memory, and it can be forgotten.
5	I WILL HAVE MY VENGEANCE!
6	I'm fine, really. No really, I'm OK. I've just gotten something in my eyes is all...
7	I like the simple things: food, water, shelter.
8	Humour hides my pain; and deflection, my bitterness.

d6	Ideal
1	I forgive those who trespass me because hate only begets hate.
2	There must be a reckoning, for everything, and everyone.
3	Nothing and no-one can stop me from doing the right thing.
4	I will amass an army and extinguish those who have trespassed against me, mark my words.
5	There's really nothing better than a warm bed, and a cozy body to share it with.
6	My real family consists of those whom I can trust and call friend.

d6	Bond
1	My friends are everything to me.
2	The sacred seal of my family is all that I have left of them, and my home.
3	I bear my mark of exile with pride for it signifies my defiance of all that is unjust.
4	I miss my family and friends but one day I will see them again.
5	I care for nothing and no-one: I am an empty shell and the only thing that can fill me, is rage.
6	The food of my homeland gives me comfort so I make and share it whenever I can.

d6	Flaw
1	I constantly refer to how much better things are back in my homeland.
2	Food tastes like ash, it's always too hot, too cold, not enough of this, too much of that.
3	And this one time, in my homeland...
4	I love everything about my new home and people! EVERYTHING IS AWESOME!
5	I constantly tell everyone about how hard it was for me to survive after my exile.
6	I keep repeating the same mistake that got me exiled.