Protectors of the harvest, defense against pests, thieves, and beasts. A position of great honor, while it lasts: many guardians do not live out their natural lives. Roll a second time on the Bonds table.
You have a Athletic Physique,
Tanned Skin,
and Filthy
Hair. Your Face is
Sharp, your
Speech Booming. You have
Filthy Clothing. You are
Courageous and
Lazy.
Your age: 41.
Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 13
DEX: 5
WIL: 15
Equipment (10)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky)
Sling (d6)
Hand axe (d6)
Repellent (3 uses)
Cusped Falchion (d8)
Bloodvine Whip (d8)
Mischievous Spirit
Whistle (petty)
Gold: 3
Bonds
Mischievous Spirit: You consumed a Mischievous Spirit that wreaks havoc on your insides, demanding to be taken home, deep in the Wood. It occupies one slot but absorbs one Fatigue each day. It wants you alive (for now).
Whistle: You carved a Whistle (petty) from an Oak Lord’s branch. Your act did not go unnoticed. You cannot seem to rid yourself of the whistle either.
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 got the better of you?
Crop thieves. Not all of them survived, but you were outnumbered. Start with +d4 HP and a Cusped Falchion (d8).
What tool saved your life?
Bloodvine Whip: d8 damage. On Critical Damage it drains the target's blood, granting the weapon's next attack the blast quality.