┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Galen                                │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Half Witch                           │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│       8 │      15 │      10 │ HP:  3 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │  5 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Flabby     │ Speech: Gravelly        │ Age: 36  │
│ Skin: Tattooed       │ Clothing: Rancid        ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Braided        │ Virtue: Merciful        │          │
│ Face: Square         │ Vice: Vengeful          │          │
├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──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ It feels like winter has arrived too quickly this year,   │
│ frost and snows making their appearance much earlier than │
│ expected. There is talk of a pattern to the frost found   │
│ in windows, ponds, and cracks in the ground. It almost    │
│ looks like a map.                                         │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
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?
Hawthorn Seed An acorn from the other side, gathered on the spring equinox. When planted it sprouts a luxurious shelter, collapsing at moonrise the next day. 1 use.
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Thicket Spellbook, Iron dagger (d6), Herbs pouch (restore 1 STR, 3 uses), Ghillie suit