You follow the whisperings of the deep earth, the rhythmic pulse of the mycelium forest that grows beneath the surface. The dark holds no terror for you. Also, you really love mushrooms.
You have a Athletic Physique,
Rosy Skin,
and Braided
Hair. Your Face is
Bony, your
Speech Precise. You have
Antique Clothing. You are
Merciful and
Vain.
Your age: 42.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 4
Armor: 1
STR: 12
DEX: 14
WIL: 8
🙛 Equipment (7)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Sharpened Trowel (d6)
Candle Helmet (+1 Armor, 6 uses)
Rope (25ft)
Metal Pail
Murderous Truffle (1 uses)
Silk Moth Shawl
Tiny Crystal Prism (petty)
Gold: 13
🙛 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
Border towns have become riotous in recent weeks, after multiple claims of a red-robed figure appearing in their children's dreams, uttering the same warning: A fire is coming, and it will consume them all.
🙛 Your Past
What strange fungus did you discover?
Murderous Truffle. Pungent, highly toxic, and very rare (worth 50gp to assassins). Illegal pretty much everywhere. 1 use.
What keeps you sane, even in utter darkness?
Silk Moth Shawl. A weatherproof blanket, it can also douse a fire without being damaged.