┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Hawk │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Fletchwind │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 5 │ 9 │ 8 │ HP: 4 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 11 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Rugged │ Speech: Formal │ Age: 33 │ │ Skin: Rosy │ Clothing: Elegant ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Filthy │ Virtue: Honorable │ │ │ Face: Square │ 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──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤ │ Hunters talk of a curse that befalls any who kill a │ │ white-frocked beast: soon after, they are found dead in │ │ their homes. Each day, there are fewer and fewer │ │ creatures to hunt. │ │ │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ 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. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── How did you earn your bow? Tournaments. Attacks with your bow are enhanced if the target is immobile. What kind of wood is your bow made from? Stone Pine (d6, bulky). Produces one use of Sticky Sap per day. It is highly explosive. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Serrated knife (d6), Boiled leather (1 Armor), Wooden sight (petty), Heartroot Salve (recover 1d4 STR)