If you knew your parents at all, it wasn’t for long. You grew up an orphan on the dirty streets of a major city, starving and feral. You hid from the law, knowing that if you were ever caught you’d be put to work in a factory and probably die caught in the gears of some great, evil machine. You did what you had to to survive; you stole from those who had more than you did, or even those who had just as little. It was a dog-eat-dog world, and you were always hungry.
Traits: +2 Dexterity, +2 Wisdom; +5 Sleight of Hand
Assets and Liabilities: Illiterate