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- Player
- XP From Tracks
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- edge
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- heart
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- iron
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- 5
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- spirit
- 5
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- supply
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- momentum
- 7
Quests
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- Swashbuckler
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- Duelist
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- Fugitive
Gear
- One hat with tattered feather
- One Silver-hilted Rapier with a broken blade (Half length)
- One cryptic codex in a wax-sealed map case
- One flask of watered-down rum
- One dagger fashioned from the fang of a large Night Weaver and some spider silk
Backstory
Your Backstory(81)Survived a disaster or battle at sea Your Backstory(35)Found adrift with no memory of your former life
Action(30)Defeat Theme(24)Deception
Description: A fair, youthful face hidden under unkept medium length hair and a short beard of thick black hair. Worn and ragged, but once fine clothing. A feathered hat with a wide brim. A silver rapier with a broken blade.
I washed ashore on the beach with nothing but the clothes on my back, a broken blade, some sentimental trinkets of a life I can't remember, and a strange codex I can't understand. I recall battle, an alarm bell ringing, bodies falling upon a deck. Brief flashes of faces I don't have names for. I am lost in more ways than one.