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 Brawny Physique,
Marked Skin,
and Wavy
Hair. Your Face is
Sunken, your
Speech Blunt. You have
Filthy Clothing. You are
Ambitious and
Greedy.
Your age: 49.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 1
STR: 16
DEX: 12
WIL: 8
🙛 Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Lantern
Oil Can (6 uses)
Long Sword (d10, bulky)
Boiled Leather (1 Armor)
Snare Trap
Sketchbook
Pullstones
Rolled-Up Map (petty)
Gold: 16
🙛 Bonds
Rolled-Up Map: A roaming storyteller once spun you tales of great treasure hidden deep in the Wood. You thought it naught but fancy, till they gave you A Rolled-Up Map (petty) marked with an X.
🙛 Omens
The songbirds of the Wood have fallen eerily silent as of late. Hunters claim that a spectral figure has been spotted wandering the forest, gazing longingly at anyone it encounters.
🙛 Your Past
Why did you take the Oath?
Your life was saved by a member of the Marchguard, and you were inspired to join their ranks. Take a Snare Trap and a Sketchbook filled with detailed drawings.
What do you carry as proof of your Oath?
Pullstones: Two jet-black stones. When separated, the stones will always roll toward one another.