You are a mere digit on the unerring hand of justice. You go where others fear to tread, unyielding and unbroken.
You have a Statuesque Physique,
Tattooed Skin,
and Luxurious
Hair. Your Face is
Bony, your
Speech Formal. You have
Foreign Clothing. You are
Courageous and
Nervous.
Your age: 35.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 2
STR: 9
DEX: 10
WIL: 16
🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Vestments of the Order (petty)
Blessed Tinctures
Silver Knife (d6)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Short sword (d8)
Chainmail (2 Armor, bulky)
Bracelet (petty)
Gold: 14
🙛 Bonds
Bracelet: You promised a childhood friend that you’d bring them back a rare gift, something unique in all the world. Take a Bracelet (petty) woven from twine and wildflowers.
🙛 Omens
An ancient tree at the heart of a sleepy village has suddenly withered and died, despite showing no signs of disease. After its trunk was cut, a bloody hand was found in its core.
🙛 Your Past
To which order do you belong?
Order of the Glass Sigil. Take a short sword (d8) and chainmail (2 Armor, bulky). You have contacts in most towns (the more rural, the better) willing to provide aid, food, or even weapons.
What was your vow?
Honesty. Choose a weapon type (blunt, blade, etc). Attacks against you of this type are impaired. If your vow is broken, you lose d4 WIL.