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 Towering Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Oily
Hair. Your Face is
Bony, your
Speech Blunt. You have
Livery Clothing. You are
Merciful and
Rude.
Your age: 32.
π Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 1
STR: 17
DEX: 4
WIL: 6
π Equipment (10)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Long sword (d10, bulky)
Leather jerkin (1 Armor)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Spyglass
Tally Stick
Miniature Lute
Gold: 15
π Special
Blacklegged Dandy (4
slots)
π Bonds
Miniature Lute: An entertainer once visited your home, filling it with story and song. He left one day without a word, leaving behind only A Miniature Lute. Something rattles inside.
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?
Blacklegged Dandy: Hardy and adaptable. Tough or Perilous terrain are one step easier. 6 HP. +4 slots.