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,
Soft Skin,
and Filthy
Hair. Your Face is
Rakish, your
Speech Droning. You have
Soiled Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Deceitful.
Your age: 23.
Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 2
STR: 8
DEX: 4
WIL: 3
Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Sharpened Trowel (d6)
Candle Helmet (+1 Armor, 6 uses)
Rope (25ft)
Metal Pail
Hellcap (1 uses)
Sloth-Tarp (+1 Armor)
Stone Heart (1 Armor)
Gold: 4
Bonds
Stone Heart: You crossed a creature of the Wood, and it cursed you with a Stone Heart (1 Armor). With each passing month, the stone grows heavier by one slot. Until your debt is lifted, you cannot truly die.
Omens
Swarming pests gnaw away at the edges of dreams, and farmers speak of a loud buzzing sound emanating from deep within the Wood. They also say that the sound is getting closer.
Your Past
What strange fungus did you discover?
Hellcap. Exposure to its aroma causes intense nausea and vomiting. Either way, it clears the room. Bottled. 1 use.
What keeps you sane, even in utter darkness?
Sloth-Tarp. A tough and weatherproof fabric, useful for hanging off trees. When inside, you have +1 Armor.