Your coin comes from escorting caravans, tracking fugitives, or lending your blade to a cause. You've been a savior, an executioner, a hero, and even a villain. Yours is not a solitary path, however: you'll always have your horse.
You have a Towering Physique,
Oily Skin,
and Bald
Hair. Your Face is
Elongated, your
Speech Booming. You have
Frumpy Clothing. You are
Merciful and
Craven.
Your age: 46.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 8
DEX: 3
WIL: 15
🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Long sword (d10, bulky)
Leather jerkin (1 Armor)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Spyglass
Death-Whistle (1/1 charges)
Bracelet (petty)
Gold: 5
🙛 Special
Stray Fogger (2
slots)
🙛 Bonds
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.
🙛 Omens
The local fauna is behaving oddly, displaying heightened aggression, or fleeing the area entirely. Hunters talk of a shadowy figure that roams the Wood, calling to the animals.
🙛 Your Past
What personal code or principle do you uphold?
To the death, always: You never back down from a fight, no matter the odds. Take a Death-Whistle, 1 charge. Its scream frightens away all who hear it (save WIL or flee). Recharge: Capture the final breath of a dying warrior.
What breed is your horse?
Stray Fogger: Wild but very fast (even in Tough terrain). Rides light. 4 HP. +2 slots.