Born of both the mortal world and the unseen, you are an enigma to some and feared by many. Yours is the tale of what happens when two worlds collide.
You have a Lanky Physique,
Rosy Skin,
and Wavy
Hair. Your Face is
Rakish, your
Speech Blunt. You have
Livery Clothing. You are
Disciplined and
Craven.
Your age: 41.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 0
STR: 18
DEX: 6
WIL: 16
🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Spellbook (Thicket)
Iron Dagger (d6)
Herbs Pouch (3 uses)
Ghillie Suit
Raven Familiar
Nightdust Powder (2 uses)
Silver Moss (petty)
Gold: 3
🙛 Bonds
Silver Moss: You once freed a Naiad from a choked stream. In return, it gave you some Silver Moss (petty). Swallow it near water and the creature will come, once, to repay its debt.
🙛 Omens
A night-blooming flower once thought extinct is sprouting up throughout the Wood. Its scent is intoxicating, but also causes vivid nightmares.
🙛 Your Past
What did you bring back from the Unseelie Court?
A Raven Familiar [8 HP, 3 STR, 11 DEX, 13 WIL, beak, (d6)]. It speaks as an intelligent being and is entirely devoted to you.
What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients did you gather to make it?
Nightdust Powder: The ritual burning of six owls. When tossed in the air, day turns to night for a short while. 2 uses.