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 Rugged Physique,
Tattooed Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Chiseled, your
Speech Blunt. You have
Frumpy Clothing. You are
Gregarious and
Vain.
Your age: 47.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 0
STR: 12
DEX: 5
WIL: 3
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Quill & Ink
Blank Book
Awl (d6)
Badge (petty)
Garden of Glass
Fib Ink
Silver Moss (petty)
Gold: 3
🙛 Bonds
Silver Moss: You once freed a Naiad from a choked stream. In return, it gave you some Silver Moss (petty). Swallow it near water and the creature will come, once, to repay its debt.
🙛 Omens
The moon turns a deep crimson, bathing the night in an eerie, blood-red light. Some say it heralds a time of chaos and strife, as the boundaries between the Wood and the mortal realm grow thin.
🙛 Your Past
What work did you keep for yourself?
Garden of Glass. Bound in the cover of another book. A heretical work, it describes the materials, procedures, and optimal locations required to open a Gate.
How do you transcribe sensitive information?
Fib Ink. Glows when used to write true statements but fades if used to write false ones.