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 Flabby Physique,
Soft Skin,
and Curly
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Precise. You have
Antique Clothing. You are
Serene and
Lazy.
Your age: 31.
π Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 4
DEX: 13
WIL: 17
π Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Long sword (d10, bulky)
Leather jerkin (1 Armor)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Spyglass
Wyrmbone Whetstone
Gold: 16
π Special
Blacklegged Dandy (4
slots)
π Bonds
You found a wounded beast in the forest, but chose to ignore it. You see it everywhere now, but only when youβre alone. It looks sad, but not angry. You cannot become panicked when acting alone.
π 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.
π Your Past
What personal code or principle do you uphold?
Revere the tools of death: Weapons are to be respected and maintained. Take a Wyrmbone Whetstone. Following a half-hour ritual sharpening, attacks with the weapon are enhanced until STR damage is dealt.
What breed is your horse?
Blacklegged Dandy: Hardy and adaptable. Tough or Perilous terrain are one step easier. 6 HP. +4 slots.