You sing the stories of rivers and lakes, your talents soothing friends and the elements alike. You've seen more than most, but somehow it never seems to be enough.
You have a Scrawny Physique,
Webbed Skin,
and Wispy
Hair. Your Face is
Perfect, your
Speech Stuttering. You have
Livery Clothing. You are
Humble and
Nervous.
Your age: 44.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 12
DEX: 18
WIL: 14
🙛 Equipment (10)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Water Shoes
Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky)
Compass
Dagger (d6)
River Twine (5 uses)
Rapier (d8)
Ornate Compass
Gold: 33
🙛 Bonds
Ornate Compass: A distant cousin left you a small inheritance. Take 20gp, and a strange Compass that always points towards something deep in the Wood.
🙛 Omens
The once rich waters of a life-giving river have turned black and putrid, tainting the land and sickening those who drink from it. A village elder points to some recent desecration as the cause, but most do not heed their words.
🙛 Your Past
What songs are you best known for?
The Reed Fisher. A celebrated song about a massive carp that always seems to get away. Begin with a spool of River Twine (5 uses). Each dip into the river guarantees a catch, though it might not be pleasant.
What pays your way across the land?
You are a protector for those afraid to travel alone. Start with a Rapier.