
You choose not to remember much from your early years, but you never seemed to fit in with the majority of your peers. As you came-to-age, a catalytic event caused you to abscond from the moderately sized, middle class town that you used to call home--with what little you could carry and the gold you'd saved from selling what you could during your typically lonely free time.
Ever since then, you have made it a point not to stay in any one place for too long. As a result of your detachment, you maintain little to no truly personal associations, but for the ones you continue to hold on to, you would risk your life.
- Skill Proficiencies: You never felt like you belonged amongst your peers, and you made it a point to stay as under-the-radar as possible. Choose up to two skills that reflect how you manage to avoid being remembered, recognized, or survive through the inevitable conflict(s) that would arise.
- Tool Proficiencies: Growing up in the middle class had its benefits; selling what little you could from the many hours spent learning the tools that interested you the most is what provided you a sense of security when setting off on your own. Choose one that reflect your idle interests.
- Languages: When you weren't exploring the world of a new tool in your bedroom or attempting to learn a new skill out in the woods, away from the commotion of home, you would explore the various languages of the world even if only in the effort to be understood when no one else seemed to understand you. Choose two of these languages that stuck out to you.
- Equipment: You took what little you could carry, what gold you had made by selling miscellaneous items or services, the clothes off your back, and a hooded ankle-length duster jacket with matching, comically long scarf that someone special made for you...
After renouncing your home, you come across as unimportant and unremarkable at first. People tend to not remember you, they get your name wrong, or just don't remember what it is that's familiar about you. This may make it easier to move on from place to place, but make no mistake: this is a double-edged sword.
Suggested Characteristics
Unassuming appearance with an "average" build for your chosen race. A driving force that sends them from place to place. Whether it be based on the whims of the heart or the mind, random distractions, shifting love/hate relationships, there's something that has brought you where you are...and there's something pulling you away.
d6 | Personality Trait |
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1 | I don't really care what you do as long as you don't get in my way. |
2 | I like to stand in a corner and observe the room before I engage with anyone I do not know. |
3 | Don't assume what you don't know. And you don't know me. |
4 | I've built a wall around my personal self--what I hold dear. |
5 | Small talk makes me feel like I am being held like a hostage in a conversation I never chose to enter. |
6 | Public displays of affection make me uncomfortable--largely because they remind me of something I once had back home. |
d6 | Ideal |
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1 | I will enter no agreement, arrangement, bond, or promise lightly. |
2 | Everyone is expendable except for the few I hold dear. |
3 | I may not have been rich, but between my skills and childhood experiences, I have never truly had to worry about money. |
4 | I'd rather be left alone with my thoughts than to prematurely discuss matters of any level of importance. |
5 | I would rather avoid conflict when possible, but I will not hold back when cornered. |
6 | It is hard for me to stand by when seeing others taken advantage of, especially if they are less fortunate or less "popular" than the offender. |
d6 | Bond |
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1 | I have only truly ever loved someone once before. It bothers me to this very day that we did not get a proper goodbye. |
2 | I have a tattoo from shortly after I left home, and aside from the few belongings I carry with me, it is my only tangible reminder of those days. |
3 | I got burned back in grade school for attempting to appease a group I thought I wanted to become friends with. |
4 | There is a melody I can not seem to forget that gets stuck in my head from time to time... |
5 | I met a strange humanoid creature in the forest one dark, clear night... I will never forget those eyes. |
6 | I bear many scars on my back and limbs, but none are visible when I am fully clothed. |
d6 | Flaw |
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1 | I have subconscious distrust of a certain race. |
2 | I would rather stay stone-faced silent than lie or reveal a deep-set truth. |
3 | My lack of commitments have killed more than they have helped. |
4 | If something doesn't directly concern or affect me, I tend to ignore its importance. |
5 | I am fundamentally insecure in relationships. If they really knew me, I doubt they would stick around. |
6 | I despise putting myself in the spotlight or being the center of attention. |

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