Your coin comes from escorting caravans, tracking fugitives, or lending your blade to a cause. You've been a savior, an executioner, a hero, and even a villain. Yours is not a solitary path, however: you'll always have your horse.
You have a Statuesque Physique,
Oily Skin,
and Filthy
Hair. Your Face is
Perfect, your
Speech Booming. You have
Bloody Clothing. You are
Tolerant and
Vengeful.
Your age: 18.
π Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 3
DEX: 15
WIL: 8
π Equipment (10)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Long sword (d10, bulky)
Leather jerkin (1 Armor)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Spyglass
Tally Stick
Journal
Gold: 8
π Special
Rivertooth (6
slots)
π Bonds
Journal: You inherited an old Journal, bound in bark. Each evening, its pages are filled with the events of the day, crassly from the journalβs perspective. The writing is crude, but accurate.
π Omens
Statues have been weeping blood for months on end, and the wombs of the village have lain barren since they began to fall. A single child has been the only exception, taken by elders overcome with fear and dread.
π Your Past
What personal code or principle do you uphold?
Loyalty to the work: Your word is your bond. Once you've accepted a job, you see it through to the end. Take a weathered Tally Stick. Once a vow is marked onto its face, the stick hardens (d8) until it is complete. The stick will snap in half if the vow is ever broken.
What breed is your horse?
Rivertooth: Impressively strong, capable of carrying heavy loads. 4 HP. +6 slots (only +2 slots if carrying two people).