Cutwell

Barber-Surgeon

🙛 Description

You walk the line between healer and harrower, knowing the frailty of the flesh but also the secrets that lie within. With the right tools, life and death are merely words.

You have a Lanky Physique, Rosy Skin, and Curly Hair. Your Face is Rakish, your Speech Stuttering. You have Frumpy Clothing. You are Humble and Deceitful. Your age: 31.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 0
STR: 5
DEX: 5
WIL: 17

🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Gold: 6

🙛 Bonds
Letter: During your travels, you met a dying hunter who asked you to deliver a message to their loved ones. Take a Letter (petty), sealed with tree sap. It is addressed only to the Lord Of Winter.

🙛 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

How have you 'improved' yourself?
One of your fingers has been swapped, the bone replaced by gold and iron. Take a Hook and a Screwdriver that can attach to the fingertip.

What rare tool is essential to your work?
Pneuma Pump: Portable iron lungs (bulky). Enables life-saving surgery or underwater breathing.