Born of both the mortal world and the unseen, you are an enigma to some and feared by many. Yours is the tale of what happens when two worlds collide.
You have a Towering Physique,
Tattooed Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Chiseled, your
Speech Cryptic. You have
Soiled Clothing. You are
Honorable and
Bitter.
Your age: 37.
π Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 0
STR: 13
DEX: 11
WIL: 17
π Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Spellbook (Thicket)
Iron Dagger (d6)
Herbs Pouch (3 uses)
Ghillie Suit
Raven Familiar
Glamour Feather (1 uses)
Gold: 16
π Bonds
You found a wounded beast in the forest, but chose to ignore it. You see it everywhere now, but only when youβre alone. It looks sad, but not angry. You cannot become panicked when acting alone.
π Omens
A night-blooming flower once thought extinct is sprouting up throughout the Wood. Its scent is intoxicating, but also causes vivid nightmares.
π Your Past
What did you bring back from the Unseelie Court?
A Raven Familiar [8 HP, 3 STR, 11 DEX, 13 WIL, beak, (d6)]. It speaks as an intelligent being and is entirely devoted to you.
What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients did you gather to make it?
Glamour Feather: Plume of a firebird. Can make any creature appear convincingly as someone (or something) else. 1 use.