Bound by blood Oath to patrol the border and protect the realm. Once sworn, the Oath cannot be broken. The Guard always finds their own.
You have a Stout Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Bald
Hair. Your Face is
Bony, your
Speech Gravelly. You have
Antique Clothing. You are
Serene and
Vengeful.
Your age: 37.
Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 11
DEX: 6
WIL: 11
Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Lantern
Oil Can (6 uses)
Long Sword (d10, bulky)
Boiled Leather (1 Armor)
Snare Trap
Sketchbook
Fireflask
Whistle (petty)
Gold: 10
Bonds
Whistle: You carved a Whistle (petty) from an Oak Lord’s branch. Your act did not go unnoticed. You cannot seem to rid yourself of the whistle either.
Omens
It feels like winter has arrived too quickly this year, frost and snows making their appearance much earlier than expected. There is talk of a pattern to the frost found in windows, ponds, and cracks in the ground. It almost looks like a map.
Your Past
Why did you take the Oath?
Your life was saved by a member of the Marchguard, and you were inspired to join their ranks. Take a Snare Trap and a Sketchbook filled with detailed drawings.
What do you carry as proof of your Oath?
Fireflask: Highly alcoholic, yet strangely delicious. When thrown, it creates a wall of flames 10ft high that burns out after a few minutes. 1 use.