You are a mere digit on the unerring hand of justice. You go where others fear to tread, unyielding and unbroken.
You have a Short Physique, Webbed Skin, and Long Hair. Your Face is Broken, your Speech Squeaky. You have Livery Clothing. You are Courageous and Craven.
Your age: 39.
Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 0
STR: 8
DEX: 4
WIL: 8
Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Vestments of the Order (petty)
Blessed Tinctures
Silver Knife (d6)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Quicksilver Chain
Ornate Compass
Gold: 32
Bonds
Ornate Compass: A distant cousin left you a small inheritance. Take 20gp, and a strange Compass that always points towards something deep in the Wood.
Omens
The moon turns a deep crimson, bathing the night in an eerie, blood-red light. Some say it heralds a time of chaos and strife, as the boundaries between the Wood and the mortal realm grow thin.
Your Past
To which order do you belong?
Order of Canaas. Once per day you can change into a wolf. Take a Quicksilver Chain. Without it, you are unable to shift back.
What was your vow?
Mercy. Choose a weapon type (blunt, blade, etc). Attacks with this weapon are enhanced. If your vow is broken, you can never use that weapon type again.