Your coin comes from escorting caravans, tracking fugitives, or lending your blade to a cause. You've been a savior, an executioner, a hero, and even a villain. Yours is not a solitary path, however: you'll always have your horse.
You have a Flabby Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Braided
Hair. Your Face is
Square, your
Speech Formal. You have
Frayed Clothing. You are
Disciplined and
Rude.
Your age: 42.
π Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 1
STR: 16
DEX: 8
WIL: 8
π Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Long sword (d10, bulky)
Leather jerkin (1 Armor)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Spyglass
Tally Stick
Letter (petty)
Gold: 13
π Special
Rivertooth (6
slots)
π Bonds
Letter: During your travels, you met a dying hunter who asked you to deliver a message to their loved ones. Take a Letter (petty), sealed with tree sap. It is addressed only to the Lord Of Winter.
π Omens
There is a village known far and wide for its impressive 'mother tree', said to shelter the townβs secrets in its boughs. Recently, it has begun bleeding red sap, worrying the elders.
π Your Past
What personal code or principle do you uphold?
Loyalty to the work: Your word is your bond. Once you've accepted a job, you see it through to the end. Take a weathered Tally Stick. Once a vow is marked onto its face, the stick hardens (d8) until it is complete. The stick will snap in half if the vow is ever broken.
What breed is your horse?
Rivertooth: Impressively strong, capable of carrying heavy loads. 4 HP. +6 slots (only +2 slots if carrying two people).