Leif

Fungal Forager

🙛 Description

You follow the whisperings of the deep earth, the rhythmic pulse of the mycelium forest that grows beneath the surface. The dark holds no terror for you. Also, you really love mushrooms.

You have a Statuesque Physique, Rosy Skin, and Wispy Hair. Your Face is Bony, your Speech Droning. You have Filthy Clothing. You are Courageous and Nervous. Your age: 49.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 12
DEX: 5
WIL: 11

🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Gold: 10

🙛 Bonds
Blood-Red Flower: The Dawn Brigade did your family a service, giving you a dried Blood-Red Flower (petty) as proof. When the flower turns white, it means the favor is owed.

🙛 Omens
Local livestock have grown increasingly agitated and unmanageable as of late. An old shephard says it is due to an unsettling howl that emanates from the Wood each full moon.

🙛 Your Past

What strange fungus did you discover?
Sproutcup. Ingest to shrink down to the size of a mouse. (Your belongings stay the same size.) You return to normal size within the hour, often in fits and starts. 1 use.

What keeps you sane, even in utter darkness?
Milkflower. A gentle stimulant. Chewing it makes you immune to panic for the next hour. 3 uses.