You are a specter in the night, a fleeting shadow that slips by its prey, unseen. Each kill is a test of cunning and animal determination, a contest between life and death. You know that one day you will lose. You look forward to it.
You have a Scrawny Physique,
Soft Skin,
and Frizzy
Hair. Your Face is
Perfect, your
Speech Gravelly. You have
Soiled Clothing. You are
Courageous and
Greedy.
Your age: 25.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 1
STR: 11
DEX: 15
WIL: 12
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Tarp
Boiled Leather (1 Armor)
Short Sword (d6)
Spring-Loaded Trap
Drowse Balm
Gold: 8
🙛 Bonds
One of your ancestors wronged a Moss Witch, who cursed their bloodline. Your visage causes mirrors to shatter. You’ve noticed that the shards can sometimes reveal illusions.
🙛 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 last hunt?
A hollow wolf that had been frightening travelers. You took pity on the half-starved creature and nursed it back to health. Now it is loyal to you unto death. It is also a great tunneler. 5 HP, 11 STR, 13 DEX, 8 WIL, teeth (d6).
What tool is always in your pack?
Drowse Balm: A wax bar. If boiled in water, the steam acts as a soporific agent.