Your coin comes from escorting caravans, tracking fugitives, or lending your blade to a cause. You've been a savior, an executioner, a hero, and even a villain. Yours is not a solitary path, however: you'll always have your horse.
You have a Towering Physique,
Webbed Skin,
and Long
Hair. Your Face is
Chiseled, your
Speech Formal. You have
Frumpy Clothing. You are
Cautious and
Deceitful.
Your age: 25.
π Attributes
HP: 6
Armor: 1
STR: 7
DEX: 11
WIL: 11
π Equipment (9)
Items:
Rations (3 uses)
Torch (3 uses)
Long sword (d10, bulky)
Leather jerkin (1 Armor)
Crossbow (d8, bulky)
Spyglass
Death-Whistle (1/1 charges)
Blood-Red Flower (petty)
Gold: 14
π Special
Blacklegged Dandy (4
slots)
π Bonds
Blood-Red Flower: The Dawn Brigade did your family a service, giving you a dried Blood-Red Flower (petty) as proof. When the flower turns white, it means the favor is owed.
π Omens
There is a village known far and wide for its impressive 'mother tree', said to shelter the townβs secrets in its boughs. Recently, it has begun bleeding red sap, worrying the elders.
π Your Past
What personal code or principle do you uphold?
To the death, always: You never back down from a fight, no matter the odds. Take a Death-Whistle, 1 charge. Its scream frightens away all who hear it (save WIL or flee). Recharge: Capture the final breath of a dying warrior.
What breed is your horse?
Blacklegged Dandy: Hardy and adaptable. Tough or Perilous terrain are one step easier. 6 HP. +4 slots.