You delve deep into the Wood, prying its secrets from between rough boughs and whispering leaves. To this verdant kingdom, you are no mere scholar but its confidant as well.
You have a Flabby Physique,
Marked Skin,
and Long
Hair. Your Face is
Sharp, your
Speech Gravelly. You have
Bloody Clothing. You are
Merciful and
Deceitful.
Your age: 26.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 0
STR: 4
DEX: 10
WIL: 3
🙛 Equipment (6)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Iron Pot
Root Knife (d6)
Healing Salve (1 uses)
Twine Bauble (petty)
Seed Bomb (3 uses, blast, d6)
Rolled-Up Map (petty)
Gold: 14
🙛 Bonds
Rolled-Up Map: A roaming storyteller once spun you tales of great treasure hidden deep in the Wood. You thought it naught but fancy, till they gave you A Rolled-Up Map (petty) marked with an X.
🙛 Omens
It feels like winter has arrived too quickly this year, frost and snows making their appearance much earlier than expected. There is talk of a pattern to the frost found in windows, ponds, and cracks in the ground. It almost looks like a map.
🙛 Your Past
How has the Wood failed you?
Your radical experiments turned your skin green, and you now gain nourishment as a plant. You don't need Rations, but a day without sufficient sunlight and water leaves you deprived.
What keeps you safe while in the Wood?
Seed Bomb: A canvas sack filled with seeds that explode on impact. d6 damage (blast, 3 uses).