You are a mere digit on the unerring hand of justice. You go where others fear to tread, unyielding and unbroken.
You have a Stout Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Braided
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Gravelly. You have
Rancid Clothing. You are
Courageous and
Rude.
Your age: 48.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 0
STR: 3
DEX: 12
WIL: 7
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Vestments of the Order (petty)
Blessed Tinctures
Silver Knife (d6)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Voidglass Shard
Rolled-Up Map (petty)
Gold: 14
🙛 Bonds
Rolled-Up Map: A roaming storyteller once spun you tales of great treasure hidden deep in the Wood. You thought it naught but fancy, till they gave you A Rolled-Up Map (petty) marked with an X.
🙛 Omens
The once rich waters of a life-giving river have turned black and putrid, tainting the land and sickening those who drink from it. A village elder points to some recent desecration as the cause, but most do not heed their words.
🙛 Your Past
To which order do you belong?
Order of the Blank Eye. Take a Voidglass Shard. Peer through it to see invisible marks, creatures, and other magical effects. Lose the use of your eye for an hour afterwards (you are deprived).
What was your vow?
Honesty. Choose a weapon type (blunt, blade, etc). Attacks against you of this type are impaired. If your vow is broken, you lose d4 WIL.