You sing the stories of rivers and lakes, your talents soothing friends and the elements alike. You've seen more than most, but somehow it never seems to be enough.
You have a Athletic Physique,
Webbed Skin,
and Filthy
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Squeaky. You have
Soiled Clothing. You are
Ambitious and
Vain.
Your age: 28.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 1
STR: 12
DEX: 5
WIL: 18
🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Water Shoes
Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky)
Compass
Dagger (d6)
River Twine (5 uses)
Twig (petty)
Gold: 13
🙛 Bonds
Twig: A white crow appeared to you in a dream, holding a twig in its mouth. You awoke the next morning with The Twig (petty) in your hand. You believe it brings you luck. It smells faintly of sulfur.
🙛 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 songs are you best known for?
The Reed Fisher. A celebrated song about a massive carp that always seems to get away. Begin with a spool of River Twine (5 uses). Each dip into the river guarantees a catch, though it might not be pleasant.
What pays your way across the land?
Performing at taverns always yields both room and board. Sometimes you even get tips! Start with an extra 10gp.