┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Falcon                               │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Fletchwind                           │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│       7 │       7 │       9 │ HP:  6 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │  8 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Statuesque │ Speech: Formal          │ Age: 32  │
│ Skin: Marked         │ Clothing: Foreign       ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Long           │ Virtue: Merciful        │          │
│ Face: Sharp          │ Vice: Vain              │          │
├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──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ Strange, tear-shaped stones have been found throughout    │
│ the region, sparking a “gold rush” of sorts for           │
│ jewelers and thieves alike. The locals believe they are   │
│ the tears of the earth itself, weeping for a great        │
│ tragedy yet to come.                                      │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
You strike from afar, but that does not make you a coward. You are a musician, the song of your bowstring nought but a warning, singing the silent promise of a quick death.
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How did you earn your bow?
Falconry. You keep a falcon [3 hp, 5 STR, 16 DEX, 4 WIL, claws (d6+d6), bite (d6)]. It only eats live game.
What kind of wood is your bow made from?
White Ash (d6, bulky). Can be used in place of a shield in melee combat (+1 Armor).
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Serrated knife (d6), Boiled leather (1 Armor), Wooden sight (petty), Heartroot Salve (recover 1d4 STR)