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 Lanky Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Braided
Hair. Your Face is
Elongated, your
Speech Precise. You have
Foreign Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Rude.
Your age: 34.
π Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 18
DEX: 15
WIL: 4
π Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Long sword (d10, bulky)
Leather jerkin (1 Armor)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Spyglass
Letter (petty)
Gold: 12
π Special
Blacklegged Dandy (4
slots)
π Bonds
Letter: You received a Letter (petty) detailing incontrovertible proof that your true parentage is that of Fae nobility. The note also indicates a date and location where you are to meet them, deep in the the Wood.
π Omens
There is a village known far and wide for its impressive 'mother tree', said to shelter the townβs secrets in its boughs. Recently, it has begun bleeding red sap, worrying the elders.
π Your Past
What personal code or principle do you uphold?
Revere the dead: Death is a journey we all take, and it deserves respect. Take an extra 30gp. You always place two gold pieces on the eyelids of a slain foe. Somehow, you always find the coin.
What breed is your horse?
Blacklegged Dandy: Hardy and adaptable. Tough or Perilous terrain are one step easier. 6 HP. +4 slots.