You are a specter in the night, a fleeting shadow that slips by its prey, unseen. Each kill is a test of cunning and animal determination, a contest between life and death. You know that one day you will lose. You look forward to it.
You have a Lanky Physique,
Tanned Skin,
and Long
Hair. Your Face is
Perfect, your
Speech Booming. You have
Frayed Clothing. You are
Disciplined and
Vain.
Your age: 49.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 1
STR: 14
DEX: 11
WIL: 15
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Tarp
Boiled Leather (1 Armor)
Short Sword (d6)
Spring-Loaded Trap
Tooth (petty)
Trail Shaker
Signet Ring (petty)
Gold: 9
🙛 Bonds
Signet Ring: You owe a great debt to a member of the nobility, and carry their Signet Ring (petty), which serves as proof of their protection as well as your obligation.
🙛 Omens
A night-blooming flower once thought extinct is sprouting up throughout the Wood. Its scent is intoxicating, but also causes vivid nightmares.
🙛 Your Past
What did you last hunt?
A silver marsh crawler that killed someone close to you. You now carry its Tooth (petty) on a chain around your neck as a warning to others of its kind. The tooth hums softly when something is stalking you.
What tool is always in your pack?
Trail Shaker: A noisy instrument that reveals nearby trails, even when deeply hidden.