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Fieldwarden

🙛 Description

Protectors of the harvest, defense against pests, thieves, and beasts. A position of great honor, while it lasts: many guardians do not live out their natural lives. Roll a second time on the Bonds table.

You have a Short Physique, Soft Skin, and Frizzy Hair. Your Face is Chiseled, your Speech Gravelly. You have Livery Clothing. You are Courageous and Greedy. Your age: 36.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 3
DEX: 4
WIL: 10

🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Gold: 18

🙛 Bonds
Signet Ring: You owe a great debt to a member of the nobility, and carry their Signet Ring (petty), which serves as proof of their protection as well as your obligation.
Tiny Crystal Prism: You found a Tiny Crystal Prism (petty) buried in the dirt. When held up to the light, it shows visions of an unknown location deep within the Wood. Sometimes, you feel a presence looking back at you.

🙛 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

What got the better of you?
An antlered, toothy demon that nearly ended you. Take a blood-stained Bone Knife (d6). On Critical Damage, its next attack becomes enhanced from contact with blood.

What tool saved your life?
Root Tether: When thrown, binds a creature as large as a wolf to the soil for a short time.