┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Falcon                               │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Fletchwind                           │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      13 │      10 │       9 │ HP:  2 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │ 10 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Statuesque │ Speech: Cryptic         │ Age: 22  │
│ Skin: Tight          │ Clothing: Rancid        ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Wavy           │ Virtue: Disciplined     │          │
│ Face: Sharp          │ Vice: Nervous           │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ You once freed a Naiad from a choked stream. In return,   │
│ it gave you some Silver Moss. Swallow it near water and   │
│ the creature will come, once, to repay its debt.          │
│                                                           │
│                                                           │
├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 strike from afar, but that does not make you a coward. You are a musician, the song of your bowstring nought but a warning, singing the silent promise of a quick death.
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How did you earn your bow?
Scouting. When taking the Travel action, your presence decreases the chance of getting lost by one step (e.g. 4-in-6 becomes 3-in-6).
What kind of wood is your bow made from?
Wych Elm (d6, bulky). Protects the bearer from poisons and toxins, so long as they are holding it.
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Serrated knife (d6), Boiled leather (1 Armor), Wooden sight (petty), Heartroot Salve (recover 1d4 STR)