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 Brawny Physique,
Soft Skin,
and Curly
Hair. Your Face is
Elongated, your
Speech Precise. You have
Livery Clothing. You are
Ambitious and
Aggressive.
Your age: 16.
π Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 1
STR: 3
DEX: 13
WIL: 15
π Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Water Shoes
Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky)
Compass
Dagger (d6)
Feather Quill (1 use, petty)
Map
Whistle (petty)
Gold: 17
π Bonds
Whistle: You carved a Whistle (petty) from an Oak Lordβs branch. Your act did not go unnoticed. You cannot seem to rid yourself of the whistle either.
π Omens
The songbirds of the Wood have fallen eerily silent as of late. Hunters claim that a spectral figure has been spotted wandering the forest, gazing longingly at anyone it encounters.
π Your Past
What songs are you best known for?
The Thrush and the Meadow. A moody tale told in alternating chorus. Start with a Feather Quill (1 use, petty). A map drawn with this quill reveals the most expedient course between any two points.
What pays your way across the land?
You shepherd caravans and travelers across water-soaked lands. Start with a map (petty) relevant to your next journey.