Jinks
I am from the middle of nowhere in Penn’s Woods, right off Interstate 80.
I enjoy costume making, folk music, and brewing potions for retail sale. I
have a pet dog, Ebony, and two conjoined cats (two heads, one body) with
fur that splits down the middle of their back- half long, half short.
I have a decent range of skills and powers. I have experience in archery,
though not great. I can blink written stories into existence. I can walk
on my hands only slightly worse than I can walk on my feet, and I can do
pushups with my legs behind my head.
Inventory
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Communications Tablet:
A hailed symbol of master technology allowing worlds of knowledge to
be held in the palm of one’s hand. Though many have been made, and
newer more advanced versions have been sold, this particular device is
aged, having still the ancient Home Button that no longer graces any
of its newly crafted kin.
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Shrinking Wallet:
Magicked by a famous band of inventory-focused sorcerers. It’s
gunmetal grey exterior sits solid and cold in the pocket. If held up
to the ear, a faint hum of energy can be heard.
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Medication:
Small white compressed circles of priceless medical powders. Their
ability to hone the mind to sanity and sharp intelligent reliability
is of immeasurable value. It is pertinent to never go without them.
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Raspberry-Lime Seltzer:
A refreshing taste of hydration and flavor, to quench even the most
desperate and dire thirsts. The sensation of carbon particles bursting
on the tongue brings energy and vitality to weary drinkers in the
midst of extended journeys or even simple days of rest.
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Decorative Throwing Knives:
Legendary weapons known for their triumphs in many battles and deft
utilization to escape dangerous situations. An old gift from a sibling
now far away, the twin’s sheen is dull from years of use but the edges
still sharp from careful care.