You alone can walk among the creatures of the wild, fearless and in control. You share a connection with animals that others can only dream of... so long as you don't become their snack.
You have a Brawny Physique,
Scarred Skin,
and Oily
Hair. Your Face is
Perfect, your
Speech Stuttering. You have
Bloody Clothing. You are
Serene and
Aggressive.
Your age: 45.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 0
STR: 8
DEX: 12
WIL: 12
🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Leather Whip (d6)
Soporific Darts (6 uses)
Lure
Rope (25ft)
Quick-Flame Rod (6 uses)
Oil Can (6 uses)
Twig (petty)
Gold: 11
🙛 Bonds
Twig: A white crow appeared to you in a dream, holding a twig in its mouth. You awoke the next morning with The Twig (petty) in your hand. You believe it brings you luck. It smells faintly of sulfur.
🙛 Omens
Hunters talk of a curse that befalls any who kill a beast with a streak of white fur: soon after, they are found dead in their homes. Each day, there are fewer and fewer creatures to hunt.
🙛 Your Past
What creature is your specialty?
Arachnids: Take a Quick-Flame Rod and an Oil Can (6 uses). It can destroy a large spider nest in seconds.
What have you learned from the creatures of the wild?
That survival is all about adaptability. Once per day, you may take on a simple feature from a creature of your specialty (webbed fingers, night vision, etc.). Add a Fatigue each time.