Stalk

Fieldwarden

πŸ™› 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 Short Physique, Scarred Skin, and Curly Hair. Your Face is Chiseled, your Speech Squeaky. You have Soiled Clothing. You are Tolerant and Craven. Your age: 21.

πŸ™› Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 1
STR: 12
DEX: 17
WIL: 17

πŸ™› Equipment (10)
Items:
Gold: 4

πŸ™› Bonds
Journal: You inherited an old Journal, bound in bark. Each evening, its pages are filled with the events of the day, crassly from the journal’s perspective. The writing is crude, but accurate.
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.

πŸ™› Omens
Strange cracks have appeared in the night sky, revealing a swirling vortex of light and color. Some say that the divide between realms is at its weakest in centuries, and fear what may emerge from the other side.

πŸ™› Your Past

What got the better of you?
A crop spirit, angered by a poor tithing. The fires consumed nearly everything, and afterward you were able to gather a pouch of Fireseeds (d8, blast, 4 uses).

What tool saved your life?
Sun Stick: Provides ample warmth and light for up to one hour. Recharge: Leave in heavy sunlight for a full day. 1 use.