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 Short Physique,
Rosy Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Square, your
Speech Gravelly. You have
Bloody Clothing. You are
Humble and
Vain.
Your age: 27.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 0
STR: 18
DEX: 11
WIL: 18
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Iron Pot
Root Knife (d6)
Healing Salve (1 uses)
Twine Bauble (petty)
Bezoar Stone (1 uses)
Amadou (3 uses)
Tiny Crystal Prism (petty)
Gold: 6
🙛 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
Hunters talk of a curse that befalls any who kill a beast with a streak of white fur: soon after, they are found dead in their homes. Each day, there are fewer and fewer creatures to hunt.
🙛 Your Past
How has the Wood failed you?
An ill-tempered forest spirit cursed you for stealing, marking you as an enemy of their kind. Take a Bezoar Stone. Ingesting it cures any poison (1 use, unless retrieved).
What keeps you safe while in the Wood?
Amadou: A vermilion fungus that catches fire quite easily. 3 uses.