┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Thunder │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Fletchwind │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 11 │ 15 │ 15 │ HP: 3 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 7 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Scrawny │ Speech: Squeaky │ Age: 43 │ │ Skin: Weathered │ Clothing: Antique ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Luxurious │ Virtue: Tolerant │ │ │ Face: Elongated │ Vice: Vain │ │ ├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤ │ You protect a long-dormant family secret. Take one half │ │ of an Ancient Key (petty). They say that if joined with │ │ its twin, it opens a Gate through any door. │ │ │ │ │ ├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤ │ Border towns have become riotous in recent weeks, after │ │ multiple claims of a red-robed figure appearing in their │ │ children’s dreams, uttering the same warning: A fire is │ │ coming, and it will consume them all. │ │ │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ 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? 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? 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)