Born of both the mortal world and the unseen, you are an enigma to some and feared by many. Yours is the tale of what happens when two worlds collide.
You have a Flabby Physique,
Scarred Skin,
and Wavy
Hair. Your Face is
Bony, your
Speech Formal. You have
Bloody Clothing. You are
Disciplined and
Rude.
Your age: 43.
π Attributes
HP: 2
Armor: 0
STR: 16
DEX: 3
WIL: 4
π Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Spellbook (Thicket)
Iron Dagger (d6)
Herbs Pouch (3 uses)
Ghillie Suit
Living Nightmare
Stonetree Sap (3 uses)
Locket (petty)
Gold: 16
π Bonds
Locket: You carry a Portrait in a locket (petty) of a past love who disappeared into the Wood long ago. Somehow, you know that they are still alive.
π Omens
There is a village known far and wide for its impressive 'mother tree', said to shelter the townβs secrets in its boughs. Recently, it has begun bleeding red sap, worrying the elders.
π Your Past
What did you bring back from the Unseelie Court?
A Living Nightmare that dwells within you but manifests whenever you are in danger. It has your same Attributes and HP and attacks with claws (d8+d8). It disappears on Critical Damage (take 1d4 WIL damage), re-appearing again on the next full moon.
What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients did you gather to make it?
Stonetree Sap: Sap obtained in exchange for blood. Hardens when rubbed on any surface (+1 Armor). 3 uses.