Harrow

Fieldwarden

πŸ™› Description

Protectors of the harvest, defense against pests, thieves, and beasts. A position of great honor, while it lasts: many guardians do not live out their natural lives. Roll a second time on the Bonds table.

You have a Brawny Physique, Rosy Skin, and Wavy Hair. Your Face is Bony, your Speech Blunt. You have Antique Clothing. You are Ambitious and Bitter. Your age: 39.

πŸ™› Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 17
DEX: 11
WIL: 9

πŸ™› Equipment (9)
Items:
Gold: 18

πŸ™› Bonds
Whistle: You carved a Whistle (petty) from an Oak Lord’s branch. Your act did not go unnoticed. You cannot seem to rid yourself of the whistle either.
You found a wounded beast in the forest, but chose to ignore it. You see it everywhere now, but only when you’re alone. It looks sad, but not angry. You cannot become panicked when acting alone.

πŸ™› Omens
The songbirds of the Wood have fallen eerily silent as of late. Hunters claim that a spectral figure has been spotted wandering the forest, gazing longingly at anyone it encounters.

πŸ™› Your Past

What got the better of you?
The Withering, a type of stem rot from the Roots. Take a Diseased Crop (6 uses) that quickly decays any plant it touches.

What tool saved your life?
Sun Stick: Provides ample warmth and light for up to one hour. Recharge: Leave in heavy sunlight for a full day. 1 use.