You alone can walk among the creatures of the wild, fearless and in control. You share a connection with animals that others can only dream of... so long as you don't become their snack.
You have a Short Physique,
Marked Skin,
and Filthy
Hair. Your Face is
Perfect, your
Speech Squeaky. You have
Frayed Clothing. You are
Disciplined and
Rude.
Your age: 34.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 0
STR: 4
DEX: 18
WIL: 7
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Leather Whip (d6)
Soporific Darts (6 uses)
Lure
Rope (25ft)
Warble-Whistle (3/3 charges)
Blood-Red Flower (petty)
Gold: 16
🙛 Bonds
Blood-Red Flower: The Dawn Brigade did your family a service, giving you a dried Blood-Red Flower (petty) as proof. When the flower turns white, it means the favor is owed.
🙛 Omens
The songbirds of the Wood have fallen eerily silent as of late. Hunters claim that a spectral figure has been spotted wandering the forest, gazing longingly at anyone it encounters.
🙛 Your Past
What creature is your specialty?
Birds: Take a Warble-Whistle (3 charges). It can imitate any bird call and can even be used to send simple messages. Recharge: Feed a baby bird as its mother would, then blow.
What have you learned from the creatures of the wild?
That survival is all about adaptability. Once per day, you may take on a simple feature from a creature of your specialty (webbed fingers, night vision, etc.). Add a Fatigue each time.