Ivor

Hexenbane

πŸ™› Description

You are a mere digit on the unerring hand of justice. You go where others fear to tread, unyielding and unbroken.

You have a Lanky Physique, Rosy Skin, and Curly Hair. Your Face is Broken, your Speech Booming. You have Frumpy Clothing. You are Courageous and Deceitful. Your age: 46.

πŸ™› Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 0
STR: 6
DEX: 15
WIL: 10

πŸ™› Equipment (7)
Items:
Gold: 17

πŸ™› 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.

πŸ™› Omens
There is a village known far and wide for its impressive 'mother tree', said to shelter the town’s secrets in its boughs. Recently, it has begun bleeding red sap, worrying the elders.

πŸ™› Your Past

To which order do you belong?
Order of the Crossroads. Take a Pocket Leyfinder. It points to nearby ley lines and other sources of arcane power. If you lose it, the punishment is death.

What was your vow?
Mercy. Choose a weapon type (blunt, blade, etc). Attacks with this weapon are enhanced. If your vow is broken, you can never use that weapon type again.