Protectors of the harvest, defense against pests, thieves, and beasts. A position of great honor, while it lasts: many guardians do not live out their natural lives. Roll a second time on the Bonds table.
You have a Athletic Physique,
Tattooed Skin,
and Wavy
Hair. Your Face is
Square, your
Speech Squeaky. You have
Antique Clothing. You are
Courageous and
Bitter.
Your age: 47.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 13
DEX: 8
WIL: 4
🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky)
Sling (d6)
Hand axe (d6)
Repellent (3 uses)
Fireseeds (d8, blast, 4 uses)
Bloodvine Whip (d8)
Rolled-Up Map (petty)
Tiny Crystal Prism (petty)
Gold: 18
🙛 Bonds
Rolled-Up Map: A roaming storyteller once spun you tales of great treasure hidden deep in the Wood. You thought it naught but fancy, till they gave you A Rolled-Up Map (petty) marked with an X.
Tiny Crystal Prism: You found a Tiny Crystal Prism (petty) buried in the dirt. When held up to the light, it shows visions of an unknown location deep within the Wood. Sometimes, you feel a presence looking back at you.
🙛 Omens
Swarms of insects are fleeing from the Wood in droves, destroying any wooden structures they come across. The sound of their wings hum a familiar tune as they pass overhead, like a forgotten nursery rhyme.
🙛 Your Past
What got the better of you?
A crop spirit, angered by a poor tithing. The fires consumed nearly everything, and afterward you were able to gather a pouch of Fireseeds (d8, blast, 4 uses).
What tool saved your life?
Bloodvine Whip: d8 damage. On Critical Damage it drains the target's blood, granting the weapon's next attack the blast quality.