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 Flabby Physique,
Marked Skin,
and Bald
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Precise. You have
Foreign Clothing. You are
Disciplined and
Nervous.
Your age: 25.
Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 0
STR: 8
DEX: 9
WIL: 5
Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Spellbook (Thicket)
Iron Dagger (d6)
Herbs Pouch (3 uses)
Ghillie Suit
Paper Legs
Nightdust Powder (2 uses)
Gold: 8
Bonds
You found a wounded beast in the forest, but chose to ignore it. You see it everywhere now, but only when you’re alone. It looks sad, but not angry. You cannot become panicked when acting alone.
Omens
The once rich waters of a life-giving river have turned black and putrid, tainting the land and sickening those who drink from it. A village elder points to some recent desecration as the cause, but most do not heed their words.
Your Past
What did you bring back from the Unseelie Court?
Paper legs. You are extremely light and can fall a few stories without getting hurt. Try to avoid tearing them or getting them wet.
What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients did you gather to make it?
Nightdust Powder: The ritual burning of six owls. When tossed in the air, day turns to night for a short while. 2 uses.