┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Ivor │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Hexenbane │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 7 │ 12 │ 5 │ HP: 3 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 13 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Lanky │ Speech: Booming │ Age: 30 │ │ Skin: Marked │ Clothing: Frumpy ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Wispy │ Virtue: Gregarious │ │ │ Face: Broken │ Vice: Craven │ │ ├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤ │ You inherited an old Journal, bound in bark. Each │ │ evening, its pages are filled with the events of the day, │ │ crassly from the journal’s perspective. The writing is │ │ crude, but accurate. │ │ │ ├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤ │ Swarms of insects are fleeing from The Woods in droves, │ │ destroying any wooden structures they come across. The │ │ sound of their wings hum a familiar tune as they pass │ │ overhead, like a forgotten nursery rhyme. │ │ │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ You are a mere digit on the unerring hand of justice. You go where others fear to tread, unyielding and unbroken. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── To which order do you belong? Order of the Bleeding Star. Take a Star-Iron Mace (d8). It shines faintly in darkness, and becomes very hot in the presence of witchcraft. What was your vow? Selflessness. You are immune to mind-altering magical effects, such as charm, hatred, frenzy, and so on. If you break this vow, you lose d6 WIL. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Vestments of the Order (petty), Blessed Tinctures, Silver knife (d6), Crossbow (d8, bulky)