After a long and fruitful philosophical debate with chatgpt, we have reincarnated "Garrett" into something more viable for this series. I actually could have sworn I've run this character before under a different name, but I checked my post log here and apparently it was a figment of my imagination. That's bizarre because I remember the backstory and everything. I think her name was Sticks-and-Stones and she was a cleric/thief (or maybe a cleric/ranger) that secretly worshiped Mask.
Anyway, that is what we have here. Our Garrett is now Garnet. The gender swap is largely because I don't have a good male gnome thief without a bladed weapon portrait, but I have a female one that works. She is a Cleric/Thief who grew up reading Dark Age Shadows, a fiction series about a city thief named Garrett. While she worshiped Oghma during her youth, she feigned that she lost interest in religion. In truth, she chose to follow Mask instead and maintained a hidden shrine tucked away behind Winthrop's. She engaged in many playful capers with Imoen, and even more not so playful capers by herself.
So, chatgpt actually gave me a stat spread of 14/18/14/15/16/10 as an adaptation of Garrett to AD&D, which I thought was pretty generous. I toned it down a little, except for Dexterity and Wisdom, but I'll eventually get there and then some with tomes and other boosts.
My playstyle is in the spirit of Garrett from Thief. That is, encounter avoidance. According to chatgpt, the cleric/thief is pretty much the worst multi (compared to a F/T or M/T) for confrontation, but the best multi for avoidance when the thiefy approach fails. I could go on, but we will see this in action here. The only downside is effectively the slower leveling since I will be avoiding a lot of killing. But, it's also the cheapest (xp wise) multi to level.
My first pips went into blunt weapons and missiles. I will only be using staves and (maybe) slings offensively (I may take other weapons for the per day abilities). For this build/style, there's no point in other weapons. Fortunately, thanks to her high Wisdom and Intelligence, the irony of worshiping a god that dual wields short swords while she runs around with a stick is not lost on her.
So, away we go...
Second verse same as the first. Blah blah blah, cleaned out everyone from Candlekeep. So long, suckers! I was tempted to try and make this a minimal kill run and leave Shank, Carbos, and the rats, but then I realized that I'm a solo (multi) cleric that will eventually go into the sequel of this game which is teeming with undead. That skull-shaped easy button is just too tempting not to press. Alas, Shank and Carbos were doomed to become a continuity error in the next game. But, back to the narrative...
When I woke up the next morning, I saw Imoen in the distance coming my way and I think she saw me. I was able to duck into a thicket fast and she seemed to have lost my scent. She was a good kid, but where I'm going, she isn't going to want to follow. I doubled back and found the old man. I took a chance of being found by Imoen or enemy and built a cairn for his body. I'm not the sentimental type, but he did sacrifice his life for me. I don't like feeling like I'm in debt to someone, especially someone dead that I can't pay back. I found a letter on him. Someone named "E" pointed him to the Friendly Arm Inn. I don't know who this "E" was, or if he was in on this ambush. Even if they were a friend, there's a good chance our attackers saw this letter and could be waiting at the inn for me right now. I always planned to go alone once I got out of Candlekeep, though not exactly like this. Nevertheless, if the inn was north, then I would go south to Beregost to lay low. It wasn't Baldur's Gate, but it would do in a pinch.
I knew the old man's friend, Firebead, would be in Beregost. I hit him up for a quiet place to stay out of sight. In exchange for a small favor, he put me on to Borland across town. Borland was an odd sort, but the quiet kind of odd so it worked for me.
It wasn't long before I figured out my first job, or at least a goal. The local smithy had a nice set of leather armor that would really help me out. Unfortunately, the security was too good for me to swipe it so I would have to do the next best thing; steal the gold to buy it. I started by hitting every house in town and grabbing anything I could when nobody was watching. This wasn't a rich town though, so I didn't get nearly enough to get me there. I may have to start looking for other work, Lord of Shadows forbid, even honest work. I caught wind of a few odd jobs around town. With nothing else to steal here, it may be my only option.