You are a specter in the night, a fleeting shadow that slips by its prey, unseen. Each kill is a test of cunning and animal determination, a contest between life and death. You know that one day you will lose. You look forward to it.
You have a Statuesque Physique,
Rosy Skin,
and Long
Hair. Your Face is
Bony, your
Speech Whispery. You have
Frayed Clothing. You are
Merciful and
Vengeful.
Your age: 35.
🙛 Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 2
STR: 11
DEX: 13
WIL: 3
🙛 Equipment (10)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Tarp
Boiled Leather (1 Armor)
Short Sword (d6)
Spring-Loaded Trap
Heartseed
Iron Bracers (+1 Armor, bulky)
Trail Shaker
Locket (petty)
Gold: 17
🙛 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.
🙛 Omens
A thick, unnatural fog has begun encroaching upon an ancient and holy grove. It is said to be the work of a great forest spirit, angered by nearby deforestation.
🙛 Your Past
What did you last hunt?
A malicious forest spirit that poisoned a homestead. You saved a Heartseed from the roots of a dying tree (plant to create a a new forest). Also, take Iron Bracers (+1 Armor, bulky).
What tool is always in your pack?
Trail Shaker: A noisy instrument that reveals nearby trails, even when deeply hidden.