┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Winda                                │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Prowler                              │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      12 │      12 │      13 │ HP:  3 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │  8 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Flabby     │ Speech: Stuttering      │ Age: 29  │
│ Skin: Scarred        │ Clothing: Antique       ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Frizzy         │ Virtue: Gregarious      │          │
│ Face: Broken         │ Vice: Aggressive        │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ You carved a Whistle (petty) from an Oak Lord’s branch.   │
│ Your act did not go unnoticed. You cannot seem to rid     │
│ yourself of the whistle either.                           │
│                                                           │
│                                                           │
├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ The night sky grows dimmer each evening, as if stars are  │
│ disappearing one by one. Rumors of hellish creatures      │
│ capturing farmers and pulling them into The Roots are     │
│ spreading like wildfire. Village elders believe the two   │
│ are connected.                                            │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
You are a specter in the night, a fleeting shadow that slips by its prey, unseen. Each kill 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.
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What did you last hunt?
An azure warbler. The gametes attract a sizeable profit, if properly extracted. You succeeded, but left its nest to the wolves. Take a Paring Knife (d6), an extra 20gp, and a pang of regret.
What tool is always in your pack?
Iron Rattle A noisemaker for distracting or scaring your quarry. Sounds convincingly like a snake.
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Tarp, Boiled leather (1 Armor), Short sword (d6), Spring-loaded trap (4 STR damage)