You sing the stories of rivers and lakes, your talents soothing friends and the elements alike. You've seen more than most, but somehow it never seems to be enough.
You have a Rugged Physique,
Scarred Skin,
and Wispy
Hair. Your Face is
Pale, your
Speech Cryptic. You have
Soiled Clothing. You are
Gregarious and
Nervous.
Your age: 30.
Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 18
DEX: 13
WIL: 7
Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Water Shoes
Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky)
Compass
Dagger (d6)
Stone Flute
Letter (petty)
Gold: 13
Bonds
Letter: You received a Letter (petty) detailing incontrovertible proof that your true parentage is that of Fae nobility. The note also indicates a date and location where you are to meet them, deep in the the Wood.
Omens
The once rich waters of a life-giving river have turned black and putrid, tainting the land and sickening those who drink from it. A village elder points to some recent desecration as the cause, but most do not heed their words.
Your Past
What songs are you best known for?
Song of the Silver Stream. A wordless lullaby that mimics flowing water. Take a Stone Flute that can calm almost any river.
What pays your way across the land?
You deliver delicate packages throughout the lands. You have at least one contact in any major town.