You delve deep into the Wood, prying its secrets from between rough boughs and whispering leaves. To this verdant kingdom, you are no mere scholar but its confidant as well.
You have a Athletic Physique,
Tanned Skin,
and Bald
Hair. Your Face is
Perfect, your
Speech Blunt. You have
Antique Clothing. You are
Honorable and
Aggressive.
Your age: 31.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 0
STR: 5
DEX: 18
WIL: 14
🙛 Equipment (6)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Iron Pot
Root Knife (d6)
Healing Salve (1 uses)
Twine Bauble (petty)
Tacky Stalk (2 uses)
Silver Moss (petty)
Gold: 5
🙛 Bonds
Silver Moss: You once freed a Naiad from a choked stream. In return, it gave you some Silver Moss (petty). Swallow it near water and the creature will come, once, to repay its debt.
🙛 Omens
The night sky grows dimmer each evening, as if stars are disappearing one by one. Rumors of hellish creatures capturing farmers and pulling them into the Roots are spreading like wildfire. Village elders believe the two are connected.
🙛 Your Past
How has the Wood failed you?
Your impressive corpseflower won a local contest then promptly killed a judge. You fled, but not without the Prize Money (100gp) and a warrant for your arrest.
What keeps you safe while in the Wood?
Tacky Stalk: A woody reed that hardens into a permanent adhesive when chewed. 2 uses.