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,
Soft Skin,
and Curly
Hair. Your Face is
Broken, your
Speech Blunt. You have
Rancid Clothing. You are
Humble and
Greedy.
Your age: 31.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 17
DEX: 15
WIL: 16
🙛 Equipment (10)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky)
Sling (d6)
Hand axe (d6)
Repellent (3 uses)
Bone Knife (d6)
Sun Stick (1 uses)
Silver Moss (petty)
Single Gem
Gold: 9
🙛 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.
Single Gem: You inherited a Single Gem (500gp, cold and brittle) from a long-dead relative. It arrived with a warning: squander your newfound riches, and a debt long thought forgotten would be called.
🙛 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 got the better of you?
An antlered, toothy demon that nearly ended you. Take a blood-stained Bone Knife (d6). On Critical Damage, its next attack becomes enhanced from contact with blood.
What tool saved your life?
Sun Stick: Provides ample warmth and light for up to one hour. Recharge: Leave in heavy sunlight for a full day. 1 use.