┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Ivor                                 │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Hexenbane                            │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      11 │       8 │      10 │ HP:  2 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │  6 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Lanky      │ Speech: Cryptic         │ Age: 42  │
│ Skin: Tight          │ Clothing: Antique       ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Luxurious      │ Virtue: Cautious        │          │
│ Face: Broken         │ Vice: Deceitful         │          │
├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.                                            │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
You are a mere digit on the unerring hand of justice. You go where others fear to tread, unyielding and unbroken.
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To which order do you belong?
Order of the Blank Eye. Take a Voidglass Shard. Peer through it to see invisible marks, creatures, and other magical effects. Lose the use of your eye for an hour afterwards (you are deprived).
What was your vow?
Charity. Once per day you can shrug off a Fatigue. If your vow is ever broken, you permanently lose one inventory slot.
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Vestments of the Order (petty), Blessed Tinctures, Silver knife (d6), Crossbow (d8, bulky)