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 Athletic Physique,
Rosy Skin,
and Curly
Hair. Your Face is
Rakish, your
Speech Blunt. You have
Antique Clothing. You are
Serene and
Bitter.
Your age: 22.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 0
STR: 14
DEX: 4
WIL: 12
🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Spellbook (Thicket)
Iron Dagger (d6)
Herbs Pouch (3 uses)
Ghillie Suit
Briar Thorn
Rebirth Ash (3 uses)
Miniature Lute
Gold: 6
🙛 Bonds
Miniature Lute: An entertainer once visited your home, filling it with story and song. He left one day without a word, leaving behind only A Miniature Lute. Something rattles inside.
🙛 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?
Rebirth Ash: Remnants of a bark spirit. Sprinkle to reignite a fire that has died or return to life a creature that has died only moments before. 3 uses.