┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Dev │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Prowler │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 7 │ 13 │ 10 │ HP: 1 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 12 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Statuesque │ Speech: Droning │ Age: 15 │ │ Skin: Tight │ Clothing: Antique ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Wavy │ Virtue: Ambitious │ │ │ Face: Sharp │ Vice: Craven │ │ ├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──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤ │ 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 specter in the night, a fleeting shadow that slips by its prey, unseen. Each kill a test of cunning and animal determination, a contest between life and death. You know that one day you will lose. You look forward to it. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── What did you last hunt? An ice nettle, trapping and draining sheep. You lost your commission when the fungus you introduced killed half the flock. Take a Rime Seed (1 use). It freezes any body of water, no matter the size. Don’t eat it. What tool is always in your pack? Spike and Cord For traversing or securing difficult terrains, or for creating makeshift traps and structures. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Tarp, Boiled leather (1 Armor), Short sword (d6), Spring-loaded trap (4 STR damage)