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 Short Physique,
Soft Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Pale, your
Speech Gravelly. You have
Foreign Clothing. You are
Merciful and
Craven.
Your age: 42.
π Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 11
DEX: 9
WIL: 12
π Equipment (10)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky)
Sling (d6)
Hand axe (d6)
Repellent (3 uses)
Gale Seed Extract (3 uses)
Bloodvine Whip (d8)
Ornate Compass
Whistle (petty)
Gold: 36
π Bonds
Ornate Compass: A distant cousin left you a small inheritance. Take 20gp, and a strange Compass that always points towards something deep in the Wood.
Whistle: You carved a Whistle (petty) from an Oak Lordβs branch. Your act did not go unnoticed. You cannot seem to rid yourself of the whistle either.
π Omens
Local livestock have grown increasingly agitated and unmanageable as of late. An old shephard says it is due to an unsettling howl that emanates from the Wood each full moon.
π Your Past
What got the better of you?
A voracious swarm of pests that swallowed crops and animals alike. With nothing to defend, you left. Take Gale Seed Extract (3 uses). Ingesting it lets you sprint with a speed four times your regular rate. Afterward you add two Fatigue.
What tool saved your life?
Bloodvine Whip: d8 damage. On Critical Damage it drains the target's blood, granting the weapon's next attack the blast quality.