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 Lanky Physique,
Tanned Skin,
and Frizzy
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Droning. You have
Frumpy Clothing. You are
Courageous and
Rude.
Your age: 13.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 1
STR: 8
DEX: 15
WIL: 7
🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Water Shoes
Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky)
Compass
Dagger (d6)
Breeze Knot (3/3 charges)
Gold: 4
🙛 Bonds
One of your ancestors wronged a Moss Witch, who cursed their bloodline. Your visage causes mirrors to shatter. You’ve noticed that the shards can sometimes reveal illusions.
🙛 Omens
Hunters talk of a curse that befalls any who kill a beast with a streak of white fur: soon after, they are found dead in their homes. Each day, there are fewer and fewer creatures to hunt.
🙛 Your Past
What songs are you best known for?
The Sylph and Her Lover. A bawdy tale of lost love. Start with a Breeze Knot (3 charges). Creates a strong breeze. Recharge: Tie it to a mast during a storm.
What pays your way across the land?
You deliver delicate packages throughout the lands. You have at least one contact in any major town.