Your coin comes from escorting caravans, tracking fugitives, or lending your blade to a cause. You've been a savior, an executioner, a hero, and even a villain. Yours is not a solitary path, however: you'll always have your horse.
You have a Towering Physique,
Tanned Skin,
and Long
Hair. Your Face is
Square, your
Speech Stuttering. You have
Frumpy Clothing. You are
Serene and
Nervous.
Your age: 13.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 4
DEX: 4
WIL: 18
🙛 Equipment (10)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Long sword (d10, bulky)
Leather jerkin (1 Armor)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Spyglass
Wyrmbone Whetstone
Miniature Lute
Gold: 9
🙛 Special
Rivertooth (6
slots)
🙛 Bonds
Miniature Lute: An entertainer once visited your home, filling it with story and song. He left one day without a word, leaving behind only A Miniature Lute. Something rattles inside.
🙛 Omens
Hunters talk of a curse that befalls any who kill a beast with a streak of white fur: soon after, they are found dead in their homes. Each day, there are fewer and fewer creatures to hunt.
🙛 Your Past
What personal code or principle do you uphold?
Revere the tools of death: Weapons are to be respected and maintained. Take a Wyrmbone Whetstone. Following a half-hour ritual sharpening, attacks with the weapon are enhanced until STR damage is dealt.
What breed is your horse?
Rivertooth: Impressively strong, capable of carrying heavy loads. 4 HP. +6 slots (only +2 slots if carrying two people).