You are a mere digit on the unerring hand of justice. You go where others fear to tread, unyielding and unbroken.
You have a Flabby Physique,
Birthmarked Skin,
and Wispy
Hair. Your Face is
Sharp, your
Speech Precise. You have
Livery Clothing. You are
Disciplined and
Vengeful.
Your age: 28.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 0
STR: 4
DEX: 9
WIL: 8
🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Vestments of the Order (petty)
Blessed Tinctures
Silver Knife (d6)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Voidglass Shard
Ornate Compass
Gold: 29
🙛 Bonds
Ornate Compass: A distant cousin left you a small inheritance. Take 20gp, and a strange Compass that always points towards something deep in the Wood.
🙛 Omens
Strange cracks have appeared in the night sky, revealing a swirling vortex of light and color. Some say that the divide between realms is at its weakest in centuries, and fear what may emerge from the other side.
🙛 Your Past
To which order do you belong?
Order of the Blank Eye. Take a Voidglass Shard. Peer through it to see invisible marks, creatures, and other magical effects. Lose the use of your eye for an hour afterwards (you are deprived).
What was your vow?
Valor. The first time you inflict Critical Damage, you receive +d4 HP, returning to the previous limit at the end of combat. If your vow is broken, you die.