┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Lyra                                 │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Prowler                              │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│       5 │      10 │      10 │ HP:  6 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │ 14 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Short      │ Speech: Squeaky         │ Age: 19  │
│ Skin: Tight          │ Clothing: Rancid        ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Bald           │ Virtue: Courageous      │          │
│ Face: Chiseled       │ Vice: Vengeful          │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ You once freed a Naiad from a choked stream. In return,   │
│ it gave you some Silver Moss. Swallow it near water and   │
│ the creature will come, once, to repay its debt.          │
│                                                           │
│                                                           │
├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ Local livestock have grown increasingly agitated and      │
│ unmanageable as of late. An old shephard says it is due   │
│ to an unsettling howl that emanates from The Woods each   │
│ full moon.                                                │
│                                                           │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
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.
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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?
Fermented Spirits Keeps you warm at the best of times, and as an explosive at the worst. 3 Uses.
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Tarp, Boiled leather (1 Armor), Short sword (d6), Spring-loaded trap (4 STR damage)