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:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky)
Sling (d6)
Hand axe (d6)
Repellent (3 uses)
Gale Seed Extract (3 uses)
Clatter Keeper
Miniature Lute
Tiny Crystal Prism (petty)
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.