Light

Marchguard

🙛 Description

Bound by blood Oath to patrol the border and protect the realm. Once sworn, the Oath cannot be broken. The Guard always finds their own.

You have a Lanky Physique, Tanned Skin, and Wispy Hair. Your Face is Chiseled, your Speech Precise. You have Foreign Clothing. You are Gregarious and Bitter. Your age: 50.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 1
STR: 9
DEX: 5
WIL: 14

🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Gold: 8

🙛 Bonds
Letter: You received a Letter (petty) detailing incontrovertible proof that your true parentage is that of Fae nobility. The note also indicates a date and location where you are to meet them, deep in the the Wood.

🙛 Omens
Swarms of insects are fleeing from the Wood in droves, destroying any wooden structures they come across. The sound of their wings hum a familiar tune as they pass overhead, like a forgotten nursery rhyme.

🙛 Your Past

Why did you take the Oath?
As a convict, the Oath was simply a means of avoiding punishment. Take a set of Lockpicks and the key (petty) to a safehouse.

What do you carry as proof of your Oath?
Pullstones: Two jet-black stones. When separated, the stones will always roll toward one another.