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 Lanky Physique,
Rosy Skin,
and Filthy
Hair. Your Face is
Square, your
Speech Gravelly. You have
Elegant Clothing. You are
Humble and
Lazy.
Your age: 24.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 0
STR: 18
DEX: 12
WIL: 10
🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Leather Whip (d6)
Soporific Darts (6 uses)
Lure
Rope (25ft)
Warming Stone
Antitoxin (2 uses)
Rolled-Up Map (petty)
Gold: 4
🙛 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.
🙛 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 creature is your specialty?
Serpents: Take a Warming Stone that generates an irresistible heat and a vial of Antitoxin (2 uses).
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).