Dirk

Marchguard

🙛 Description

Bound by blood Oath to patrol the border and protect the realm. Once sworn, the Oath cannot be broken. The Guard always finds their own.

You have a Stout Physique, Rosy Skin, and Luxurious Hair. Your Face is Sharp, your Speech Blunt. You have Rancid Clothing. You are Serene and Vain. Your age: 33.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 5
Armor: 1
STR: 17
DEX: 8
WIL: 15

🙛 Equipment (10)
Items:
Gold: 18

🙛 Bonds
Mischievous Spirit: You consumed a Mischievous Spirit that wreaks havoc on your insides, demanding to be taken home, deep in the Wood. It occupies one slot but absorbs one Fatigue each day. It wants you alive (for now).

🙛 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

Why did you take the Oath?
You were in a dark place and decided that your life needed a little direction. You're still not so sure it was the right choice. Take an Oilskin Coat and Mapping Paper.

What do you carry as proof of your Oath?
Poacher's Woe: Strongly-scented arrows (3 uses). The scent is powerful enough to track with ease.