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 Stout Physique,
Oily Skin,
and Bald
Hair. Your Face is
Perfect, your
Speech Precise. You have
Livery Clothing. You are
Serene and
Aggressive.
Your age: 28.
Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 0
STR: 11
DEX: 9
WIL: 12
Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Spellbook (Thicket)
Iron Dagger (d6)
Herbs Pouch (3 uses)
Ghillie Suit
Hawthorn Seed (1 uses)
Rolled-Up Map (petty)
Gold: 4
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
Folks say that a faint laughter can be heard echoing out of wells all over the city. At night, they say the echoes change to sobs.
Your Past
What did you bring back from the Unseelie Court?
A Fae creature's True Name. Use it to summon its owner for an act of great service, but only once. It could also fetch a hefty price, from the right buyer.
What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients did you gather to make it?
Hawthorn Seed: An acorn from the other side, gathered on the spring equinox. When planted, it sprouts a luxurious shelter, collapsing at moonrise the next day. 1 use.