Protectors of the harvest, defense against pests, thieves, and beasts. A position of great honor, while it lasts: many guardians do not live out their natural lives. Roll a second time on the Bonds table.
You have a Scrawny Physique,
Oily Skin,
and Oily
Hair. Your Face is
Rakish, your
Speech Booming. You have
Frayed Clothing. You are
Serene and
Deceitful.
Your age: 39.
π Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 5
DEX: 16
WIL: 17
π Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky)
Sling (d6)
Hand axe (d6)
Repellent (3 uses)
Bone Knife (d6)
Sun Stick (1 uses)
Bracelet (petty)
Gold: 4
π Bonds
You found a wounded beast in the forest, but chose to ignore it. You see it everywhere now, but only when youβre alone. It looks sad, but not angry. You cannot become panicked when acting alone.
Bracelet: You promised a childhood friend that youβd bring them back a rare gift, something unique in all the world. Take a Bracelet (petty) woven from twine and wildflowers.
π Omens
Folks say that a faint laughter can be heard echoing out of wells all over the city. At night, they say the echoes change to sobs.
π Your Past
What got the better of you?
An antlered, toothy demon that nearly ended you. Take a blood-stained Bone Knife (d6). On Critical Damage, its next attack becomes enhanced from contact with blood.
What tool saved your life?
Sun Stick: Provides ample warmth and light for up to one hour. Recharge: Leave in heavy sunlight for a full day. 1 use.