Percival

Hexenbane

🙛 Description

You are a mere digit on the unerring hand of justice. You go where others fear to tread, unyielding and unbroken.

You have a Stout Physique, Webbed Skin, and Wavy Hair. Your Face is Chiseled, your Speech Blunt. You have Livery Clothing. You are Honorable and Lazy. Your age: 46.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 0
STR: 15
DEX: 11
WIL: 12

🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Gold: 10

🙛 Bonds
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 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

To which order do you belong?
Order of the Bleeding Star. Take a Star-Iron Mace (d8). It shines faintly in darkness and becomes very hot in the presence of witchcraft.

What was your vow?
Charity. Once per day, you can shrug off a Fatigue. If your vow is ever broken, you permanently lose one inventory slot.