You follow the whisperings of the deep earth, the rhythmic pulse of the mycelium forest that grows beneath the surface. The dark holds no terror for you. Also, you really love mushrooms.
You have a Rugged Physique,
Oily Skin,
and Oily
Hair. Your Face is
Square, your
Speech Booming. You have
Rancid Clothing. You are
Honorable and
Vain.
Your age: 13.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 8
DEX: 17
WIL: 10
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Sharpened Trowel (d6)
Candle Helmet (+1 Armor, 6 uses)
Rope (25ft)
Metal Pail
Rootflower (1 uses)
Milkflower (3 uses)
Letter (petty)
Gold: 17
🙛 Bonds
Letter: You received a Letter (petty) detailing incontrovertible proof that your true parentage is that of Fae nobility. The note also indicates a date and location where you are to meet them, deep in the the Wood.
🙛 Omens
Strange, tear-shaped stones have been found throughout the region, sparking a 'gold rush' of sorts for jewelers and thieves alike. The locals believe they are the tears of the earth itself, weeping for a great tragedy yet to come.
🙛 Your Past
What strange fungus did you discover?
Rootflower. A white fungus found only on corpses deep underground. Ingest to restore d6 WIL. You will dream of the dead and their stories. 1 use.
What keeps you sane, even in utter darkness?
Milkflower. A gentle stimulant. Chewing it makes you immune to panic for the next hour. 3 uses.