Your coin comes from escorting caravans, tracking fugitives, or lending your blade to a cause. You've been a savior, an executioner, a hero, and even a villain. Yours is not a solitary path, however: you'll always have your horse.
You have a Brawny Physique,
Marked Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Gravelly. You have
Rancid Clothing. You are
Humble and
Nervous.
Your age: 19.
Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 1
STR: 15
DEX: 5
WIL: 12
Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Long sword (d10, bulky)
Leather jerkin (1 Armor)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Spyglass
Death-Whistle (1/1 charges)
Locket (petty)
Gold: 10
Special
Rivertooth (6
slots)
Bonds
Locket: You carry a Portrait in a locket (petty) of a past love who disappeared into the Wood long ago. Somehow, you know that they are still alive.
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 personal code or principle do you uphold?
To the death, always: You never back down from a fight, no matter the odds. Take a Death-Whistle, 1 charge. Its scream frightens away all who hear it (save WIL or flee). Recharge: Capture the final breath of a dying warrior.
What breed is your horse?
Rivertooth: Impressively strong, capable of carrying heavy loads. 4 HP. +6 slots (only +2 slots if carrying two people).