My favorite character I ever played was a super shady rogue who, as it was revealed halfway through the campaign, was the estranged son of a very wealthy and powerful politician. He was very embarrassed to have to reveal this to the party, as he had carefully curated an image of himself as a self-made scallywag.
Turns out cleptomania isn’t just for the working class, although PR is definitely for the ruling class.
Mostly because the rocks are very stupid and will misunderstand your instructions at first opportunity. Kinda like Amelia Bedilia.