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 Athletic Physique,
Scarred Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Broken, your
Speech Booming. You have
Foreign Clothing. You are
Gregarious and
Rude.
Your age: 31.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 0
STR: 10
DEX: 16
WIL: 9
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Quill & Ink
Blank Book
Awl (d6)
Badge (petty)
Garden of Glass
Cipher Stone
Tiny Crystal Prism (petty)
Gold: 4
🙛 Bonds
Tiny Crystal Prism: You found a Tiny Crystal Prism (petty) buried in the dirt. When held up to the light, it shows visions of an unknown location deep within the Wood. Sometimes, you feel a presence looking back at you.
🙛 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?
Cipher Stone. A pair of sharp black stones. Each one decrypts any message written by the other.