YOU WERE...
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FIGHTER
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ROGUE
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WIZARD
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CLERIC
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1
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Raised by wolves. Speak their language, badly. Eat raw meat and bite your foes.
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Raised by elves. Laugh at odd times.
Know a few faerie sleights-of-hand.
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Raised by birds. Insecure. Certain you could fly if you weren’t lazy.
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Raised by hermit. Thought you were the only two people in the world until you were ten.
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2
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Street urchin. Hoard food. Bully the weak. Don’t let the big kids intimidate you.
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Child beggar. So pathetic they look away. Pick every pocket you see.
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Half-elf. Mother seduced, abandoned, passed it off as virgin birth. Weird eyes.
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Abandoned on monastery steps. Raised by silent monks who punished you for noise.
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3
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Raised by poor farmers. Good with herd animals. Scared of reading.
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Raised by tinkers. Good with tools. Get in trouble, move on to next town.
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Raised by gypsies. Told the future until they made you stop for being too accurate.
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Raised by secret pagans. As a youth, inducted into their vile worship. Saved by Christ, grateful.
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4
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Raised by blacksmiths. Patient. Burnt. Good eye for weakness in metal.
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Raised by sailors. Good with knots. Hate the sea that’s in your blood.
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Raised by woodsmen. Clumsy. Missing a finger where an axe turned in your grip.
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Raised by shepherds. Compassionate. Think people can be herded. Play the pipes.
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5
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Raised by butchers. Good with cleaver, anatomy. Smell of blood is home.
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Raised by weavers. Bad eyes, fine hands.
Loathe detail and drudgery.
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Raised by cobblers. Superstitious. Always set out milk for the elves.
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Raised by millers. Hate corruption, more so when it robs people of food.
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6
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Raised in a pub. Alcoholic since childhood. Carry it well though.
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Raised by tanners. Twitchy. No longer stink of piss but behave as if you do.
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Raised by gong farmers. Fastidiously clean. Sure of noble destiny.
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Raised by fishermen. Devise ways to trap converts with nets of argument.
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7
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Raised by soldiers. Scornful of feudal system but fanatically loyal to local lord.
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Raised by castle servants. Sweet tooth, sticky fingers. Practice being friendly.
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Raised by castle falconer. Sharp eyes. Look for omens in the clouds.
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Raised by castle gardeners. Better with plants than people. Inconspicuous.
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8
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Raised by a knight. Never admit to the secret hatred of chivalry you nurture.
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Heir to penniless baron. Jealous of other lords, disgusted by peasants.
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Child of wealthy merchant. No interest in money. Greedy for knowledge.
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Raised by a bard. Utterly humorless. Despise music. Think jokes are Satanic.
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9
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Lord’s youngest kid. Will inherit nothing. They tried to make you join the church.
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Lord’s bastard. Defensive. Assumed to be evil by wife and true-born heirs.
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Lord’s niece or nephew. Comfortably outside line of succession. Well liked.
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Lord’s heir. Joined the church instead of inheriting, to your dad’s despair. Humble.
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0
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Taken by lord as ward to guarantee your family’s loyalty. Always homesick.
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Prisoner’s child. Grew up in castle dungeons. Born in darkness, molded by it.
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Kidnapped by witch as baby. Every night she said she’d eat you tomorrow.
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Archbishop’s bastard. Bent on forcing the old prick to acknowledge you.
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AND THEN...
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1
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Village watchman who slept through massacre. Insomniac. Hear clank of swords in every shadow.
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Castle steward fired for embezzlement. Resentful. It was unfair of them to catch you.
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Astrologer. See dreadful futures in the stars and feel obliged to prevent them, by destroying the sky.
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Cheerful missionary. Everywhere you go you spread the love of Christ. Never let your optimism flag.
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2
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Former knight who broke a vow. Cynical by day, mourn lost life at night.
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Romantic minstrel. Serenaded the wrong person, on the run from their spouse.
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Pyromaniac. Set fires and leaves town. Only a matter of time before someone dies.
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Kicked out of your monastery for doing weird sex stuff. Nobody can know.
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3
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Former squire who got their knight killed through ineptitude. Pretend to be upset.
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Court jester who got sick of pies and dropping their pants. Can fart tunes. Won’t.
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Fanatical atheist. Flatly refuse to acknowledge the reality of own magic.
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Inquisitor. Empowered by the local lord to root out heretics. Sees elvish influence everywhere.
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4
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Sheriff who got chased out of town for finally catching populist bandit.
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Populist bandit. Recruiting new men after the sheriff killed all the old ones.
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Former apprentice. Mis-drew summoning circle, master eaten alive by demons.
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Runaway novice. Believe in God but not the system. Die before going back.
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5
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Given a magic sword by a nymph who promised you’d be king one day.
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Itinerant surgeon. Pull teeth, cut hair, set bones, apply leeches. Always in demand.
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Hedge wizard. Just want to help. Hugely unlucky. Leaves in hair and beard.
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Invented your own non-canonical saint. Other priests not happy about it.
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6
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Lord’s true-born heir, swapped at birth, gathering men to reclaim your title.
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Itinerant torturer and executioner. No moral qualms at all - pain’s the essence of justice.
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Owe a debt to an elf. Must do random tasks to pay them off. It’s probably harmless.
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Former advisor to lord. Banished for telling them everything they didn’t want to hear.
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7
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Killed a dragon by accident, now feted as dragon-slayer everywhere. Expected to do it again.
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Itinerant puppeteer. Can never resist the impulse to cruelly caricature local dignitaries.
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Mind displaced in time. Refer to things that happen a hundred years ago or tomorrow.
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Secretly worship the Devil. Sacrifice innocents at midnight black masses. Insist that it’s good, actually.
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8
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Bailiff. Tasked to hunt down debtors and bring them before the court, unless they pay you not to find them.
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Happily married until elves stole your spouse. Take iron, find them. No-one believes they existed.
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Fixate on the science of the nameless race. Dig in burial mounds, illegally uncovering their history.
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Leper. Slowly rotting. Want to do one more good deed before you die. They don’t believe you’re not contagious.
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9
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Famous wrestler, much in demand at county fairs. Can’t turn down a dare or challenge.
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Monk impersonator. Brown robe and smattering of Latin disguises you as a holy man, gets you alms.
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Hunt your own reflection, animated by an evil mirror. It insists it’s real and you’re the fake.
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Mendicant friar. Talk to animals. Give away money and property. Disliked by wealthy establishment.
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0
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Veteran of lord’s army. Brutally scarred. Got old, discharged without pension.
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Elves drove you mad. Peasants assume your rantings are prophetic, feed and clothe you.
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You’re a king of the goblins and they keep showing up in your life, asking for orders.
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Hear God’s voice in your head. Try to ignore it. Fail. Fuck up your life by following his orders.
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YOU HAVE..
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1
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Very stupid horse.
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Very smart mule.
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Talking pig.
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Well-trained raven.
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2
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Very good dog.
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Very evil cat.
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Wise pet snail.
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Caged, angry imp.
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3
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Implausibly heavy claymore of historical significance.
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Needle-like misericorde, easily concealed.
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Lightning wand with a 50% chance to explode in your hand.
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Steel aspergillum, used to sprinkle holy water and crack heads.
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4
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Full suit of plate armour, rusted to shit, unwearable.
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Chainmail shirt hidden beneath your normal clothes.
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Book of ancient riddles and fables, suitable for children.
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Statue of the Madonna that weeps milk in the presence of children.
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5
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Shield bearing a long-lost knight’s heraldic device.
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Vial of clear, deadly, distinctive-smelling poison.
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Lump of clay that moves and talks if shaped into a face.
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Collection of dried and pressed herbs, suitable for cooking and medicine.
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6
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Enormous wheel of cheese, no more than a single bite out of it.
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Forged deeds to a tavern in a town you’ve never visited.
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Acorn that grows into an oak tree overnight if planted in holy soil.
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Leatherbound Bible heavy enough to bludgeon a man to death.
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7
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Wide weatherproof cloak that doubles as a warm blanket.
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Enchanted penny that always returns to you at daybreak.
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Bottled cloud that anticipates the weather. Friendly.
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Reliquary containing fragments of a saint’s skull. Deters plague.
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8
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Black oak walking stick, iron-banded, carved with spirals.
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Dice made from ogre’s teeth. Always unlucky for the thrower.
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Sheepskin belt. Turns you into a sheep. Only removed by shearing.
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Long-lasting bannock bread and delicious sacramental wine.
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9
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Utterly comfortable elf-made boots that never wear out.
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Grappling hook and 50’ of compressible spidersilk rope.
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Dragonbone pipe carved into the shape of a goblin’s head.
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Book of cryptic prophecies that only make sense in hindsight.
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0
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Hefty hand-cranked arbalest that takes thirty seconds to wind.
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Map to the treasure hoard of a famous bandit, currently endungeoned.
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Very tall floppy hat that other wizards envy. Embroidered with stars.
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Golden, jewel-studded crucifix that no-one, surely, would dare to steal or sell.
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Excellent stuff. Really looking forward to that booklet!
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