┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Galen                                │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Half Witch                           │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│       6 │       5 │      15 │ HP:  1 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │ 15 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Short      │ Speech: Stuttering      │ Age: 39  │
│ Skin: Scarred        │ Clothing: Filthy        ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Wispy          │ Virtue: Ambitious       │          │
│ Face: Square         │ Vice: Lazy              │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ A white crow appeared to you in a dream, holding a twig   │
│ in its mouth. You awoke the next morning with The Twig    │
│ (petty) in your hand. You believe it brings you luck. It  │
│ smells faintly of sulfur.                                 │
│                                                           │
├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ The night sky grows dimmer each evening, as if stars are  │
│ disappearing one by one. Rumors of hellish creatures      │
│ capturing farmers and pulling them into The Roots are     │
│ spreading like wildfire. Village elders believe the two   │
│ are connected.                                            │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
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?
A Fae creature’s True Name. Use it to summon its owner for an act of great service, but only once. It could also fetch a hefty price, to the right buyer.
What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients
did you gather to make it?
Glamour Feather Plume of a firebird. Can make any creature appear convincingly as someone (or something) else. 1 use.
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Thicket Spellbook, Iron dagger (d6), Herbs pouch (restore 1 STR, 3 uses), Ghillie suit