You alone can walk among the creatures of the wild, fearless and in control. You share a connection with animals that others can only dream of... so long as you don't become their snack.
You have a Statuesque Physique,
Webbed Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Blunt. You have
Foreign Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Aggressive.
Your age: 20.
π Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 0
STR: 13
DEX: 15
WIL: 6
π Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Leather Whip (d6)
Soporific Darts (6 uses)
Lure
Rope (25ft)
Warming Stone
Antitoxin (2 uses)
Whistle (petty)
Gold: 3
π Bonds
Whistle: You carved a Whistle (petty) from an Oak Lordβs branch. Your act did not go unnoticed. You cannot seem to rid yourself of the whistle either.
π Omens
Statues have been weeping blood for months on end, and the wombs of the village have lain barren since they began to fall. A single child has been the only exception, taken by elders overcome with fear and dread.
π Your Past
What creature is your specialty?
Serpents: Take a Warming Stone that generates an irresistible heat and a vial of Antitoxin (2 uses).
What have you learned from the creatures of the wild?
That there is far more to the world than meets the eye. With quiet concentration, you can borrow the senses of a nearby creature of your specialty.