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Pip Underfoot

A lightfoot halfling rogue from the streets of Baldur's Gate who survived by her wits and nimble fingers. Pip dreams of pulling off one legendary heist that will let her retire to a comfortable life far from the dangers of the Lower City.

Level 3
Species

Halfling

Class

Rogue (Thief)

Background

Criminal

Alignment

Chaotic Neutral

Ability Scores

STR

8

-1

DEX

16

+3

CON

12

+1

INT

14

+2

WIS

10

+0

CHA

13

+1

Skill Proficiencies

Stealth
Sleight of Hand
Acrobatics
Deception
Perception
Thieves' Tools

Character Details

Backstory

Pip never knew her parents. She was raised by a gang of street urchins in Baldur's Gate's Lower City, learning to pick pockets and crack locks before she could read. As she grew older, she graduated from petty theft to more ambitious scores, eventually catching the attention of the Guild — the city's powerful thieves' organization. She worked for them for three years before a job went wrong and her partner was killed by Flaming Fist mercenaries. Wracked with guilt and fearing the Guild would blame her, Pip went independent. She now takes freelance work along the Sword Coast, building toward the one big score that will set her free from this life forever.

Personality Trait

"I always have an escape route planned. If there is no exit, I make one."

Ideal

"Freedom. No guild, no master, no chains. I work for myself and answer to no one."

Bond

"My partner Tam died because of a job I planned. I send coin to his daughter in Baldur's Gate every month without fail."

Flaw

"I cannot resist a tempting score even when every instinct tells me it is a trap. Greed will be the death of me."

Appearance

Gender

Female

Age

28

Height

3'1"

Weight

38 lbs

Eyes

Bright green

Skin

Olive

Hair

Curly chestnut brown, kept short

A small, wiry halfling with quick green eyes that are constantly scanning her surroundings, assessing threats and opportunities alike. She dresses in dark, practical clothing with an excessive number of hidden pockets, and moves with a fluid grace that makes her seem to flow through crowds like water, barely noticed by the taller folk around her.