┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Cobb │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Fieldwarden │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 10 │ 15 │ 6 │ HP: 6 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 11 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Flabby │ Speech: Precise │ Age: 41 │ │ Skin: Marked │ Clothing: Frayed ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Braided │ Virtue: Courageous │ │ │ Face: Sharp │ 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──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤ │ The moon turns a deep crimson, bathing the night in an │ │ eerie, blood-red light. Some say it heralds a time of │ │ chaos and strife, as the boundaries between The Woods and │ │ the mortal realm grow thin. │ │ │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ Protectors of the harvest, defense against pests, thieves, and beasts. A position of great honor, while it lasts: many guardians do not live out their natural lives. Roll a second time on the Bonds table. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── What got the better of you? An antlered, toothy demon that nearly ended you. Take the blood-stained Bone Knife that saved your life (d6). On Critical Damage, its next attack becomes enhanced from contact with blood. What tool saved your life? Sun Stick: Provides ample warmth and light for up to one hour. Recharge: Leave in heavy sunlight for a full day. 1 use. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky), Bow (d6, bulky), Hand axe (d6), Repellent (state the creature, 3 uses)