Seed

Fieldwarden

🙛 Description

Protectors of the harvest, defense against pests, thieves, and beasts. A position of great honor, while it lasts: many guardians do not live out their natural lives. Roll a second time on the Bonds table.

You have a Brawny Physique, Webbed Skin, and Bald Hair. Your Face is Perfect, your Speech Droning. You have Filthy Clothing. You are Ambitious and Greedy. Your age: 25.

🙛 Attributes
HP: 3
Armor: 1
STR: 16
DEX: 18
WIL: 8

🙛 Equipment (10)
Items:
Gold: 17

🙛 Bonds
Miniature Lute: An entertainer once visited your home, filling it with story and song. He left one day without a word, leaving behind only A Miniature Lute. Something rattles inside.
Letter: You received a Letter (petty) detailing incontrovertible proof that your true parentage is that of Fae nobility. The note also indicates a date and location where you are to meet them, deep in the the Wood.

🙛 Omens
A night-blooming flower once thought extinct is sprouting up throughout the Wood. Its scent is intoxicating, but also causes vivid nightmares.

🙛 Your Past

What got the better of you?
An antlered, toothy demon that nearly ended you. Take a blood-stained Bone Knife (d6). On Critical Damage, its next attack becomes enhanced from contact with blood.

What tool saved your life?
Clatter Keeper: A hand-cranked device that emits a loud noise, frightening away most creatures.