┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Nyx                                  │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Half Witch                           │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      15 │      13 │       8 │ HP:  6 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │  9 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Flabby     │ Speech: Whispery        │ Age: 26  │
│ Skin: Rosy           │ Clothing: Foreign       ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Curly          │ Virtue: Humble          │          │
│ Face: Sharp          │ Vice: Vain              │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ You protect a long-dormant family secret. Take one half   │
│ of an Ancient Key (petty). They say that if joined with   │
│ its twin, it opens a Gate through any door.               │
│                                                           │
│                                                           │
├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.                                                │
│                                                           │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
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 Raven Familiar [8 HP, 3 STR, 11 DEX, 13 WIL, beak, (d6)]. It speaks as an intelligent being and is entirely devoted to you.
What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients
did you gather to make it?
Hawthorn Seed An acorn from the other side, gathered on the spring equinox. When planted it sprouts a luxurious shelter, collapsing at moonrise the next day. 1 use.
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Thicket Spellbook, Iron dagger (d6), Herbs pouch (restore 1 STR, 3 uses), Ghillie suit
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