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 Frizzy
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Formal. You have
Bloody Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Bitter.
Your age: 47.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 2
STR: 18
DEX: 14
WIL: 16
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Sharpened Trowel (d6)
Candle Helmet (+1 Armor, 6 uses)
Rope (25ft)
Metal Pail
Rootflower (1 uses)
Sloth-Tarp (+1 Armor)
Ancient Key Half (petty)
Gold: 10
🙛 Bonds
Ancient Key Half: You protect a long-dormant family secret. Take one half of an Ancient Key. They say that if joined with its twin, it opens a Gate through any door.
🙛 Omens
Strange, tear-shaped stones have been found throughout the region, sparking a 'gold rush' of sorts for jewelers and thieves alike. The locals believe they are the tears of the earth itself, weeping for a great tragedy yet to come.
🙛 Your Past
What strange fungus did you discover?
Rootflower. A white fungus found only on corpses deep underground. Ingest to restore d6 WIL. You will dream of the dead and their stories. 1 use.
What keeps you sane, even in utter darkness?
Sloth-Tarp. A tough and weatherproof fabric, useful for hanging off trees. When inside, you have +1 Armor.