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 Towering Physique,
Birthmarked Skin,
and Braided
Hair. Your Face is
Pale, your
Speech Cryptic. You have
Filthy Clothing. You are
Honorable and
Aggressive.
Your age: 29.
π Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 0
STR: 16
DEX: 10
WIL: 9
π Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Leather Whip (d6)
Soporific Darts (6 uses)
Lure
Rope (25ft)
Whiskerwort
Gold: 15
π Bonds
You found a wounded beast in the forest, but chose to ignore it. You see it everywhere now, but only when youβre alone. It looks sad, but not angry. You cannot become panicked when acting alone.
π Omens
A thick, unnatural fog has begun encroaching upon an ancient and holy grove. It is said to be the work of a great forest spirit, angered by nearby deforestation.
π Your Past
What creature is your specialty?
Felines: Take a sack of Whiskerwort. Its odor can calm and control even the largest of cats.
What have you learned from the creatures of the wild?
That the land is a language unto itself. Your chance of becoming lost in a terrain dominated by the beasts of your specialty is reduced by one step (e.g. 4-in-6 becomes 3-in-6).