Description
Nobody likes dead weight, so you aspire to weigh nothing at all. You’re a traveler without a ticket to ride, the figurative ghost of passengers departed. You live in the shadows, where you plan your glorious return to civil society. Who wronged you? How were you brought low? The dead see everything, but are not seen. You drift among the passengers, accruing identities as they’re needed to achieve your secretive aim.
Ghost Passenger
You’ve got contacts on every battle train you can call upon with short notice. For 2 MP, you may change your physical appearance at will. You can’t mimic the appearance of a specific person. You have advantage on Deft.