┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Cutwell │ │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │
│ Barber-Surgeon │ │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │
│ │ │ │ │ │
│ │ │ │ │ │
│ │ │ │ │ │
│ 11 │ 13 │ 8 │ HP: 5 │ │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │
│ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 13 │ │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Statuesque │ Speech: Droning │ Age: 17 │
│ Skin: Scarred │ Clothing: Livery ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Bald │ Virtue: Honorable │ │
│ Face: Broken │ Vice: Rude │ │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ 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. │
│ │
│ │
├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ The local fauna is behaving oddly, displaying heightened │
│ aggression, or fleeing the area entirely. Hunters talk of │
│ a shadowy figure that roams The Woods, calling to the │
│ animals. │
│ │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
You walk the line between healer and harrower, knowing the frailty of the flesh but also the secrets that lay within. With the right tools, life and death are merely words.
Starting Gear:
Bonesaw (d6), Bandages (3 uses), Leech (restores 1 STR, 3 uses), Stained medical finery (petty)
How have you “improved” yourself? You have a replacement eye that can magnify objects, acts as a telescope, and provides minimal night vision. You cannot wear anything metal on your head, and strong magnets make you deprived.
What rare tool is essential to your work?
Graftgrub: A small worm that can fuse inanimate objects with parts of the body. 1 use.