You are a specter in the night, a fleeting shadow that slips by its prey, unseen. Each kill is a test of cunning and animal determination, a contest between life and death. You know that one day you will lose. You look forward to it.
You have a Brawny Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Curly
Hair. Your Face is
Pale, your
Speech Stuttering. You have
Livery Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Craven.
Your age: 29.
Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 2
STR: 11
DEX: 16
WIL: 6
Equipment (10)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Tarp
Boiled Leather (1 Armor)
Short Sword (d6)
Spring-Loaded Trap
Heartseed
Iron Bracers (+1 Armor, bulky)
Iron Rattle
Bracelet (petty)
Gold: 13
Bonds
Bracelet: You promised a childhood friend that you’d bring them back a rare gift, something unique in all the world. Take a Bracelet (petty) woven from twine and wildflowers.
Omens
A thick, unnatural fog has begun encroaching upon an ancient and holy grove. It is said to be the work of a great forest spirit, angered by nearby deforestation.
Your Past
What did you last hunt?
A malicious forest spirit that poisoned a homestead. You saved a Heartseed from the roots of a dying tree (plant to create a a new forest). Also, take Iron Bracers (+1 Armor, bulky).
What tool is always in your pack?
Iron Rattle: A noisemaker for distracting or scaring your quarry. Sounds convincingly like a snake.