Flax

Fieldwarden

πŸ™› Description

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.

πŸ™› Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 5
DEX: 16
WIL: 17

πŸ™› Equipment (9)
Items:
Gold: 4

πŸ™› Bonds
You found a wounded beast in the forest, but chose to ignore it. You see it everywhere now, but only when you’re alone. It looks sad, but not angry. You cannot become panicked when acting alone.
Bracelet: You promised a childhood friend that you’d bring them back a rare gift, something unique in all the world. Take a Bracelet (petty) woven from twine and wildflowers.

πŸ™› 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.

πŸ™› 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.