┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Iwan                                 │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Half Witch                           │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      14 │       7 │      14 │ HP:  5 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │  7 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Short      │ Speech: Gravelly        │ Age: 35  │
│ Skin: Scarred        │ Clothing: Foreign       ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Oily           │ Virtue: Tolerant        │          │
│ Face: Bony           │ Vice: Vain              │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ You inherited a Single Gem (500gp, cold and brittle) from │
│ a long-dead relative. It arrived with a warning: squander │
│ your newfound riches and a debt long thought forgotten    │
│ would be called.                                          │
│                                                           │
├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ The once rich waters of a life-giving river have turned   │
│ black and putrid, tainting the land and sickening those   │
│ who drink from it. A village elder points to some recent  │
│ desecration as the cause, but most do not heed their      │
│ words.                                                    │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
Born of both the mortal world and the unseen, a crossing of veils that makes you an enigma to many. You are both a conduit and a caution of what happens when two worlds collide.
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What did you bring back from the unseelie court?
Paper legs. You are extremely light, and can fall a few stories without getting hurt. Try to avoid tearing them or getting them wet.
What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients
did you gather to make it?
Rebirth Ash Remnants of a bark spirit. Sprinkle to reignite a fire that has died, or return to life a creature that has died only moments before. 3 uses.
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Thicket Spellbook, Iron dagger (d6), Herbs pouch (restore 1 STR, 3 uses), Ghillie suit