Dirk

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 Statuesque Physique, Weathered Skin, and Wispy Hair. Your Face is Elongated, your Speech Cryptic. You have Rancid Clothing. You are Gregarious and Vain. Your age: 36.

Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 4
DEX: 15
WIL: 9

Equipment (8)
Items:
Gold: 6

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
Swarming pests gnaw away at the edges of dreams, and farmers speak of a loud buzzing sound emanating from deep within the Wood. They also say that the sound is getting closer.

Your Past

Why did you take the Oath?
Noble-born, you joined to escape family trouble. Take a Goosefelt Tarp (fits two) that you stole before leaving home.

What do you carry as proof of your Oath?
Fireflask: Highly alcoholic, yet strangely delicious. When thrown, it creates a wall of flames 10ft high that burns out after a few minutes. 1 use.