Born of both the mortal world and the unseen, you are an enigma to some and feared by many. Yours is the tale of what happens when two worlds collide.
You have a Flabby Physique,
Tattooed Skin,
and Oily
Hair. Your Face is
Broken, your
Speech Cryptic. You have
Antique Clothing. You are
Honorable and
Vengeful.
Your age: 20.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 0
STR: 11
DEX: 17
WIL: 10
🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Spellbook (Thicket)
Iron Dagger (d6)
Herbs Pouch (3 uses)
Ghillie Suit
Briar Thorn
Nightdust Powder (2 uses)
Blood-Red Flower (petty)
Gold: 4
🙛 Bonds
Blood-Red Flower: The Dawn Brigade did your family a service, giving you a dried Blood-Red Flower (petty) as proof. When the flower turns white, it means the favor is owed.
🙛 Omens
A night-blooming flower once thought extinct is sprouting up throughout the Wood. Its scent is intoxicating, but also causes vivid nightmares.
🙛 Your Past
What did you bring back from the Unseelie Court?
A Briar Thorn. It can pierce any organic material (quite painfully) but when removed leaves no trace of the intrusion.
What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients did you gather to make it?
Nightdust Powder: The ritual burning of six owls. When tossed in the air, day turns to night for a short while. 2 uses.