┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Chayse                               │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Prowler                              │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      14 │      12 │       6 │ HP:  5 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │ 12 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Towering   │ Speech: Droning         │ Age: 28  │
│ Skin: Weathered      │ Clothing: Rancid        ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Long           │ Virtue: Humble          │          │
│ Face: Broken         │ Vice: Craven            │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ You promised a childhood friend that you’d bring them     │
│ back a rare gift, something unique in all the world. Take │
│ a Bracelet (petty) woven from twine and wildflowers.      │
│                                                           │
│                                                           │
├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ It feels like winter has arrived too quickly this year,   │
│ frost and snows making their appearance much earlier than │
│ expected. There is talk of a pattern to the frost found   │
│ in windows, ponds, and cracks in the ground. It almost    │
│ looks like a map.                                         │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
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?
A silver marsh crawler that killed someone close to you. You now carry its Tooth (petty) on a chain around your neck as a warning to others of its kind. The tooth hums softly when something is stalking you.
What tool is always in your pack?
Trail Shaker A noisy instrument that reveals nearby trails, even when deeply hidden.
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Tarp, Boiled leather (1 Armor), Short sword (d6), Spring-loaded trap (4 STR damage)
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