You were invited to a private dinner by someone rich, charming, and monstrously impossible to refuse. The wine was perfect, the candles burned low, and nobody seemed concerned that the host never ate. By the time you realised that the other guests were disappearing between courses, it was too late. You fled through a servants’ passage and stumbled into Tower Haven with blood on your cuff and no wish to discuss dessert.
Bonus: Insightful Guidance
Once per short rest, add 1d4 to a roll you make to spot lies.
This does not stack with guidance.
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