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 Scrawny Physique,
Tanned Skin,
and Oily
Hair. Your Face is
Broken, your
Speech Formal. You have
Foreign Clothing. You are
Serene and
Nervous.
Your age: 29.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 0
STR: 17
DEX: 4
WIL: 6
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Spellbook (Thicket)
Iron Dagger (d6)
Herbs Pouch (3 uses)
Ghillie Suit
Hawthorn Seed (1 uses)
Blood-Red Flower (petty)
Gold: 5
🙛 Bonds
Blood-Red Flower: The Dawn Brigade did your family a service, giving you a dried Blood-Red Flower (petty) as proof. When the flower turns white, it means the favor is owed.
🙛 Omens
An ancient tree at the heart of a sleepy village has suddenly withered and died, despite showing no signs of disease. After its trunk was cut, a bloody hand was found in its core.
🙛 Your Past
What did you bring back from the Unseelie Court?
A Fae creature's True Name. Use it to summon its owner for an act of great service, but only once. It could also fetch a hefty price, from the right buyer.
What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients did you gather to make it?
Hawthorn Seed: An acorn from the other side, gathered on the spring equinox. When planted, it sprouts a luxurious shelter, collapsing at moonrise the next day. 1 use.