You delve deep into the Wood, prying its secrets from between rough boughs and whispering leaves. To this verdant kingdom, you are no mere scholar but its confidant as well.
You have a Flabby Physique,
Oily Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Pale, your
Speech Gravelly. You have
Rancid Clothing. You are
Honorable and
Deceitful.
Your age: 44.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 0
STR: 10
DEX: 17
WIL: 12
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Iron Pot
Root Knife (d6)
Healing Salve (1 uses)
Twine Bauble (petty)
Healing Potion (1 uses)
Wisp Lantern
Ancient Key Half (petty)
Gold: 15
🙛 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
The night sky grows dimmer each evening, as if stars are disappearing one by one. Rumors of hellish creatures capturing farmers and pulling them into the Roots are spreading like wildfire. Village elders believe the two are connected.
🙛 Your Past
How has the Wood failed you?
You created a restorative tincture that also causes accidental infertility. Take a Healing Potion that completely restores STR. Only you know of its unintended side-effects.
What keeps you safe while in the Wood?
Wisp Lantern: Caged in wrought iron, provides a dim light so long as the wisp is able to feed on nearby pain and fear.