You copy ancient texts and illuminate manuscripts, recording the voices of the clever, the great, and the powerful. You will prove that the pen truly is mightier than the sword.
You have a Lanky Physique,
Rosy Skin,
and Wispy
Hair. Your Face is
Chiseled, your
Speech Precise. You have
Filthy Clothing. You are
Serene and
Deceitful.
Your age: 45.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 0
STR: 13
DEX: 9
WIL: 14
🙛 Equipment (6)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Quill & Ink
Blank Book
Awl (d6)
Badge (petty)
A Treatise on the Abyss
Echo Leaf (petty)
Locket (petty)
Gold: 15
🙛 Bonds
Locket: You carry a Portrait in a locket (petty) of a past love who disappeared into the Wood long ago. Somehow, you know that they are still alive.
🙛 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.
🙛 Your Past
What work did you keep for yourself?
A Treatise on the Abyss. A nondescript black book. An in-depth, largely theoretical text describing the Roots, as well as information about the location of a nearby Gate.
How do you transcribe sensitive information?
Echo Leaf. A blank parchment. Whomever unfurls it sees their actions of the day slowly revealed in a tight scrawl.