You alone can walk among the creatures of the wild, fearless and in control. You share a connection with animals that others can only dream of... so long as you don't become their snack.
You have a Rugged Physique,
Weathered Skin,
and Frizzy
Hair. Your Face is
Broken, your
Speech Stuttering. You have
Bloody Clothing. You are
Tolerant and
Aggressive.
Your age: 35.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 0
STR: 16
DEX: 13
WIL: 17
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Leather Whip (d6)
Soporific Darts (6 uses)
Lure
Rope (25ft)
Whiskerwort
Silver Moss (petty)
Gold: 11
🙛 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 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 creature is your specialty?
Felines: Take a sack of Whiskerwort. Its odor can calm and control even the largest of cats.
What have you learned from the creatures of the wild?
That the behavior of beasts is a language in itself. When observing beasts of your specialty you gain insight into weather patterns and impending disasters.