Thresh

Fieldwarden

🙛 Description

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 Statuesque Physique, Birthmarked Skin, and Luxurious Hair. Your Face is Pale, your Speech Squeaky. You have Rancid Clothing. You are Disciplined and Craven. Your age: 20.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 3
DEX: 13
WIL: 12

🙛 Equipment (10)
Items:
Gold: 18

🙛 Bonds
Miniature Lute: An entertainer once visited your home, filling it with story and song. He left one day without a word, leaving behind only A Miniature Lute. Something rattles inside.
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
Swarms of insects are fleeing from the Wood in droves, destroying any wooden structures they come across. The sound of their wings hum a familiar tune as they pass overhead, like a forgotten nursery rhyme.

🙛 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?
Clatter Keeper: A hand-cranked device that emits a loud noise, frightening away most creatures.