PC: Pippin Thomas

Human male urchin boy turned rogue.

The town of Phandalin is built on the ruins of an older settlement, vacant for five centuries until some
hardy settlers set about rebuilding it some years back. Drawn by stories of gold and platinum in the nearby foothills, I came to Phandalin as well, not to earn a living, but to prey on those who struck it rich. I tried to join a gang calling itself the Redbrands and made some decent coin as a burglar. But I must have made an enemy among my fellow Redbrands. Someone set me up. On that person’s word, the head of the Redbrands—a wizard called Glasstaff—tried to have me killed. I escaped, barely alive and thanking Lady Luck, the goddess of good fortune, for my luck. I fled Phandalin, penniless and with only the tools of my trade to my name.

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