┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Razvan │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Half Witch │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 12 │ 6 │ 8 │ HP: 4 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 10 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Statuesque │ Speech: Precise │ Age: 32 │ │ Skin: Scarred │ Clothing: Frayed ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Bald │ Virtue: Ambitious │ │ │ Face: Sharp │ Vice: Bitter │ │ ├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤ │ You carry a Portrait in a locket (petty) of a past love │ │ who disappeared into The Woods long ago. Somehow, you │ │ know that they are still alive. │ │ │ │ │ ├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤ │ A thick, unnatural fog has begun encroaching upon an │ │ ancient and holy grove. It is said to be the work of a │ │ great forest spirit, angered by nearby deforestation. │ │ │ │ │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ 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. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── What did you bring back from the unseelie court? A Black Rose Fiddle (bulky). Its music causes intense sadness and immobility in nearby mortals (others are merely fascinated). You don’t know how to play. What concoction do you carry, and what rare ingredients did you gather to make it? Hex Stone Gathered from a river that flows from the other side. Removed from its iron tin, it can absorb the effects of an active magical effect. If destroyed, the magic is released. 1 use. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Thicket Spellbook, Iron dagger (d6), Herbs pouch (restore 1 STR, 3 uses), Ghillie suit