You delve deep into the Wood, prying its secrets from between rough boughs and whispering leaves. To this verdant kingdom, you are no mere scholar but its confidant as well.
You have a Athletic Physique,
Scarred Skin,
and Filthy
Hair. Your Face is
Rakish, your
Speech Cryptic. You have
Bloody Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Bitter.
Your age: 32.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 1
Armor: 1
STR: 10
DEX: 17
WIL: 13
🙛 Equipment (8)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Iron Pot
Root Knife (d6)
Healing Salve (1 uses)
Twine Bauble (petty)
Antitoxin (2 uses)
Seed Bomb (3 uses, blast, d6)
Stone Heart (1 Armor)
Gold: 17
🙛 Bonds
Stone Heart: You crossed a creature of the Wood, and it cursed you with a Stone Heart (1 Armor). With each passing month, the stone grows heavier by one slot. Until your debt is lifted, you cannot truly die.
🙛 Omens
Hunters talk of a curse that befalls any who kill a beast with a streak of white fur: soon after, they are found dead in their homes. Each day, there are fewer and fewer creatures to hunt.
🙛 Your Past
How has the Wood failed you?
You were poisoned, losing your sense of taste and smell. You can now withstand noxious fumes and always carry Antitoxin (2 uses).
What keeps you safe while in the Wood?
Seed Bomb: A canvas sack filled with seeds that explode on impact. d6 damage (blast, 3 uses).