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 Stout Physique,
Rosy Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Square, your
Speech Precise. You have
Frayed Clothing. You are
Ambitious and
Aggressive.
Your age: 37.
Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 1
STR: 13
DEX: 11
WIL: 10
Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Tarp
Boiled Leather (1 Armor)
Short Sword (d6)
Spring-Loaded Trap
Paring Knife (d6)
Hardening Glue (3 uses)
Rolled-Up Map (petty)
Gold: 15
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.
Omens
The night sky grows dimmer each evening, as if stars are disappearing one by one. Rumors of hellish creatures capturing farmers and pulling them into the Roots are spreading like wildfire. Village elders believe the two are connected.
Your Past
What did you last hunt?
An azure warbler. The gametes attract a sizeable profit, if properly extracted. You succeeded but left its nest to the wolves. Take a Paring Knife (d6), an extra 20gp, and a pang of regret.
What tool is always in your pack?
Hardening Glue: Makes any flat material (cloth, leather, sand) as hard as stone. Expensive (20gp a bottle, 3 uses).