Raised by foxes, deceptively smart
Race: ‘Forest’ Gnome
Background: Urchin (raised by foxes)
DEX: 14 (13 +1)
INT: 14 (12 +2)
Sleight of Hand x2
- Disguise Kit
- Thieve’s Tools
- Herbalism Kit
- Poisoners Kit
- Light Armor
- Medium Armor
(druids will not wear armour or shields made of metal)
- Druidic – Secret language of druids.
- Thieves’ Cant – can convey short thief related messages through symbols etc
Age: adult at 40, can live 350 to 500 years
Gender: ???? (raised by foxes)
Size: between 3 and 4 feet tall average 40 pounds
Speed: 25 feet
- City Secrets (Urchin)
- Spellcasting (Druid L1)
- Darkvision (Gnome)
- Gnome cunning (Gnome)
- Natural Illusionist (Forest Gnome)
- Speak with Small Beasts (Forest Gnome)
- Sneak attack – once per turn, if have the advantage on an attack roll, get an extra 1d6 damage (don’t need advantage if person attacking has another enemy within five feet of them) (Rogue L1)
- Wild Shape (Druid L2)
Currently: can transform into anything with a Max CR of 1/4 and doesn’t have a flying or swimming speed e.g. a wolf (or a fox!) for 1 hour per use.
- Druid Circle – Circle of the Land (Druid L2)
- Minor Illusion (Forset Gnome)
- Druidcraft (Druid L1)
- Poison Spray (Druid L1)
- ??? (Druid L2 – Circle of the Land)
Currently can prepare: 4 spells ( WIS mod 2 + Druid L2) from L1 druid spell list
3 x L1 (Druid L2)
15 (Leather Amour 11, +2)
- Asks a lot of questions
- Eats like a pig and has bad manners
- Doesn’t like to bathe
- Hide scraps of food and trinkets away in their pockets
People – I help the people who help me, that’s what keeps us alive
My town or city is my home and I’ll fight to defend it.
It’s not stealing if I need it more than someone else
(spell save DC = 8 + prof bonus + WIS mod)
(spell attack mod = prof bonus + WIS mod)
Particular church, found me in the crypt gnawing on bones, pitied me, took me in and tried to clean me up, fed me, and so I stayed for a while like a cat. Remains a place I can go back to if I need a place to stay, something to eat.
Post-Civil War no burials allowed in the city, so potentially, the ‘fresh’ bones in the crypt that I was gnawing on, were part of an illegal burial. Priests/monks who found me panicked at the thought I might tell on them, so helped me out just in case and continue to do so if/when I go back for that same reason.
Borgia, Bonacci, & Bueni (e.g. Boggis, Bunce, & Bean) butchers quarter, subset of merchant’s guild. Pissed off because kept stealing expensive meats e.g. equivalent of Iberico ham.
Abandoned in the city as a small infant. Ignored by most people because small and unnoticeable. Can speak to small animals, and so picked up and raised by foxes. Real name is a fox screech. Given small size, illusion skills, and scruffy clothes worn, probably often mistaken for a fox by people not paying close attention.
As a gnome, naturally cunning (as a fox!), and curious about how things work (tinkerer).
Lived all over the city in various fox dens, e.g. sewers, abandoned basements, parks etc, so has a really good and mental map of the city.
Met the theives guild when they were on a job. They failed to notice my presence because of above, until, driven by natural gnome curiosity, I announced myself with something like “whachu doin’?”. Knives were drawn, threats were made, until someone in the group commented that, given they hadn’t noticed me up until that point, I could prove useful. Subsequently strong armed into joining the guild, though generally happy to join because interested in finding out more about these people.
Named “Screech” by the guild.
When get excited start speaking too fast and crossing into fox screeches.
Svalbard went on a job on his own with plans to just brute force it. I knew this wouldn’t work so sent a rat to tail him and report back if things went wrong. Things did, as expected, go wrong, and I turned up to int/wis him get out of a deadly situation. Svalbard now feels like he owes me a debt. I don’t particularly care.
Cici is disgusted and repulsed by me.
Luca assigned to tutor/look after/deal with me when I first joined the guild. To train/teach me to be more of a person and less of a feral creature.