You delve deep into the Wood, prying its secrets from between rough boughs and whispering leaves. To this verdant kingdom, you are no mere scholar but its confidant as well.
You have a Stout Physique,
Oily Skin,
and Braided
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Stuttering. You have
Foreign Clothing. You are
Serene and
Vengeful.
Your age: 46.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 0
STR: 12
DEX: 4
WIL: 13
🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Iron Pot
Root Knife (d6)
Healing Salve (1 uses)
Twine Bauble (petty)
Soporific Concoction (3 uses)
Delphinium (1 uses)
Single Gem
Gold: 8
🙛 Bonds
Single Gem: You inherited a Single Gem (500gp, cold and brittle) from a long-dead relative. It arrived with a warning: squander your newfound riches, and a debt long thought forgotten would be called.
🙛 Omens
Swarming pests gnaw away at the edges of dreams, and farmers speak of a loud buzzing sound emanating from deep within the Wood. They also say that the sound is getting closer.
🙛 Your Past
How has the Wood failed you?
A close friend disappeared into the forest. Now you see their face in any tea you brew. Take a Soporific Concoction (3 uses).
What keeps you safe while in the Wood?
Delphinium: Breathe water for up to one hour. 1 use, but can be divided into fractional doses.