You are a specter in the night, a fleeting shadow that slips by its prey, unseen. Each kill is a test of cunning and animal determination, a contest between life and death. You know that one day you will lose. You look forward to it.
You have a Flabby Physique,
Rosy Skin,
and Long
Hair. Your Face is
Bony, your
Speech Droning. You have
Elegant Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Deceitful.
Your age: 34.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 4
DEX: 16
WIL: 17
🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Tarp
Boiled Leather (1 Armor)
Short Sword (d6)
Spring-Loaded Trap
Rime Seed (1 uses)
Fermented Spirits (3 uses)
Tiny Crystal Prism (petty)
Gold: 14
🙛 Bonds
Tiny Crystal Prism: You found a Tiny Crystal Prism (petty) buried in the dirt. When held up to the light, it shows visions of an unknown location deep within the Wood. Sometimes, you feel a presence looking back at you.
🙛 Omens
An ancient tree at the heart of a sleepy village has suddenly withered and died, despite showing no signs of disease. After its trunk was cut, a bloody hand was found in its core.
🙛 Your Past
What did you last hunt?
An ice nettle, trapping and draining sheep. You lost your commission when the fungus you introduced killed half the flock. Take a Rime Seed (1 use). It freezes any body of water, no matter the size. Don't eat it.
What tool is always in your pack?
Fermented Spirits: Keeps you warm at the best of times and as an explosive at the worst. 3 Uses.