Born of both the mortal world and the unseen, you are an enigma to some and feared by many. Yours is the tale of what happens when two worlds collide.
You have a Short Physique,
Rosy Skin,
and Wispy
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Whispery. You have
Bloody Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Deceitful.
Your age: 19.
Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 0
STR: 15
DEX: 17
WIL: 15
Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Spellbook (Thicket)
Iron Dagger (d6)
Herbs Pouch (3 uses)
Ghillie Suit
Briar Thorn
Nightdust Powder (2 uses)
Ornate Compass
Gold: 35
Bonds
Ornate Compass: A distant cousin left you a small inheritance. Take 20gp, and a strange Compass that always points towards something deep in the Wood.
Omens
The local fauna is behaving oddly, displaying heightened aggression, or fleeing the area entirely. Hunters talk of a shadowy figure that roams the Wood, calling to the animals.
Your Past
What did you bring back from the Unseelie Court?
A Briar Thorn. It can pierce any organic material (quite painfully) but when removed leaves no trace of the intrusion.
What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients did you gather to make it?
Nightdust Powder: The ritual burning of six owls. When tossed in the air, day turns to night for a short while. 2 uses.