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 Athletic Physique,
Rosy Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Bony, your
Speech Whispery. You have
Filthy Clothing. You are
Tolerant and
Deceitful.
Your age: 41.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 0
STR: 17
DEX: 5
WIL: 17
🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Spellbook (Thicket)
Iron Dagger (d6)
Herbs Pouch (3 uses)
Ghillie Suit
Briar Thorn
Stonetree Sap (3 uses)
Ornate Compass
Gold: 38
🙛 Bonds
Ornate Compass: A distant cousin left you a small inheritance. Take 20gp, and a strange Compass that always points towards something deep in the Wood.
🙛 Omens
An ancient tree at the heart of a sleepy village has suddenly withered and died, despite showing no signs of disease. After its trunk was cut, a bloody hand was found in its core.
🙛 Your Past
What did you bring back from the Unseelie Court?
A Briar Thorn. It can pierce any organic material (quite painfully) but when removed leaves no trace of the intrusion.
What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients did you gather to make it?
Stonetree Sap: Sap obtained in exchange for blood. Hardens when rubbed on any surface (+1 Armor). 3 uses.