You transported unstable reagents, bottled souls, and forbidden manuscripts through domains where ordinary travel guarantees death. Moving along foggy paths between isolated enclaves meant watching the tree line for ambushes while managing volatile alchemical cargo prone to reacting with local magic. Constantly crossing unstable thresholds taught you to navigate spatial anomalies, use terrain distortions to your advantage, and slip between dimensional spaces when the road ahead turns hostile.
- Ability Scores: When determining your character’s ability scores, increase one score by 2 and a different one by 1, or increase three scores by 1. None of these increases can raise a score above 20.
- Feat: Portal Jumper
Origin Feat
You gain the following benefits.
Otherworldly Resilience. You have Resistance to one of the following damage types: Necrotic, Psychic, or Radiant (choose when you select this feat).
Portal Step. You can spend 15 feet of movement to teleport to an unoccupied space you can see within 15 feet of yourself. You can use this benefit a number of times equal to your Proficiency Bonus but only once per turn, and you regain all expended uses when you finish a Long Rest.
- Skill Proficiencies: You are proficient in the Arcana skill and one more of your choosing from Stealth, History, Survival, or Persuasion.
- Tool Proficiencies: You are proficient in one tool.
- Languages: You know one standard or rare language.
- Equipment: Equipment: Choose A or B:
(A) Alchemist’s Supplies, Spear, Sling, Arcane Focus (such as a glass prism, bone wand, or crystal lodestone), Hooded Lantern, 2 Flasks of Oil, Waterproof Courier Satchel, Lead-lined Scroll Case (with sealing wax and transit stamp), Traveler’s Clothes, Chalk (3 pieces), and a pouch containing 16 GP.(B) 50 GP.
You have a sixth sense for spaces where the veil between realms grows thin, frayed, or warped. When traveling through thick mists, unnatural fogs, planar borderlands, or abandoned boundary paths, you can discern whether a spatial distortion or shortcut is stable or lethal before stepping through. In addition, solitary wayfarers, fence-keepers, and smugglers recognize your transit seals and trade markings, offering you safe shelter for the night and unvarnished warnings about what prowls the road ahead.
Suggested Characteristics
Personality Traits
1. I never sit with my back to an open doorway, window, or unlit corridor, and I always note two separate exits before resting.
2. I treat sealed packages, parcels, and satchels with borderline religious reverence - mine or anyone else's.
3. Words draw attention in the quiet woods; I communicate vital observations with clipped efficiency and keep small talk to a minimum.
4. Having watched careless travelers vanish into the mist, I don't sugarcoat danger when warning others of a bad road.
Ideals
1. A parcel or message accepted is a sacred compact; no horror, monster, or shifting road excuses an abandoned contract.(Lawful)
2. The boundary separating the mundane from the monstrous exists for a reason; meddling with the veil without cause invites ruin. (Any)
3. Navigating the dark roads means nothing if I leave vulnerable travelers behind to be devoured by the fog.(Good)
4. The dead don't deliver payloads; when a route collapses or a patron betrays me, surviving to walk another path takes priority. (Neutral)
Bonds
1. I still carry a sealed lockbox addressed to an elusive recipient across the border; its contents faintly hum when danger nears.
2. A collective of secluded innkeepers, hermits, and ferrymen kept me alive on my worst routes; I will defend them at any cost.
3. A rival courier or sinister syndicate mapped out my safest threshold trails, turning my sanctuary paths into hunting grounds.
4. My compass, alchemical satchel, and transit permits were passed down from a mentor who stepped into the mist and never came back.
Flaws
1. People I meet on the road tend to die or lose their minds, so I struggle to form emotional attachments to anyone traveling with me.
2. I struggle to sleep deeply without a lantern burning at my feet, terrified I will wake up stranded on the wrong side of the veil.
3. Despite knowing the strict rule against opening sealed manifests, the temptation to inspect forbidden cargo constantly gnaws at me.
4. If a road displays bad omens - a dead crow facing eastward, salt lines crossed by soot - I will stall or take punishing detours regardless of urgency.
| d4 | Personality Trait |
|---|---|
| 1 | I never sit with my back to an open doorway, window, or unlit corridor, and I always note two separate exits before resting. |
| 2 | I treat sealed packages, parcels, and satchels with borderline religious reverence - mine or anyone else's. |
| 3 | Words draw attention in the quiet woods; I communicate vital observations with clipped efficiency and keep small talk to a minimum. |
| 4 | Having watched careless travelers vanish into the mist, I don't sugarcoat danger when warning others of a bad road. |
| d4 | Ideal |
|---|---|
| 1 | A parcel or message accepted is a sacred compact; no horror, monster, or shifting road excuses an abandoned contract. (Lawful) |
| 2 | The boundary separating the mundane from the monstrous exists for a reason; meddling with the veil without cause invites ruin. (Any) |
| 3 | Navigating the dark roads means nothing if I leave vulnerable travelers behind to be devoured by the fog. (Good) |
| 4 | The dead don't deliver payloads; when a route collapses or a patron betrays me, surviving to walk another path takes priority. (Neutral) |
| d4 | Bond |
|---|---|
| 1 | I still carry a sealed lockbox addressed to an elusive recipient across the border; its contents faintly hum when danger nears. |
| 2 | A collective of secluded innkeepers, hermits, and ferrymen kept me alive on my worst routes; I will defend them at any cost. |
| 3 | A rival courier or sinister syndicate mapped out my safest threshold trails, turning my sanctuary paths into hunting grounds. |
| 4 | My compass, alchemical satchel, and transit permits were passed down from a mentor who stepped into the mist and never came back. |
| d4 | Flaw |
|---|---|
| 1 | People I meet on the road tend to die or lose their minds, so I struggle to form emotional attachments to anyone traveling with me. |
| 2 | I struggle to sleep deeply without a lantern burning at my feet, terrified I will wake up stranded on the wrong side of the veil. |
| 3 | Despite knowing the strict rule against opening sealed manifests, the temptation to inspect forbidden cargo constantly gnaws at me. |
| 4 | If a road displays bad omens - a dead crow facing eastward, salt lines crossed by soot, etc - I will stall or take punishing detours regardless of urgency. |
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