Frost

Marchguard

🙛 Description

Bound by blood Oath to patrol the border and protect the realm. Once sworn, the Oath cannot be broken. The Guard always finds their own.

You have a Brawny Physique, Marked Skin, and Wavy Hair. Your Face is Sunken, your Speech Blunt. You have Filthy Clothing. You are Ambitious and Greedy. Your age: 49.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 1
STR: 16
DEX: 12
WIL: 8

🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Gold: 16

🙛 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
The songbirds of the Wood have fallen eerily silent as of late. Hunters claim that a spectral figure has been spotted wandering the forest, gazing longingly at anyone it encounters.

🙛 Your Past

Why did you take the Oath?
Your life was saved by a member of the Marchguard, and you were inspired to join their ranks. Take a Snare Trap and a Sketchbook filled with detailed drawings.

What do you carry as proof of your Oath?
Pullstones: Two jet-black stones. When separated, the stones will always roll toward one another.