┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Winda                                │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Prowler                              │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      10 │      18 │       8 │ HP:  1 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │ 17 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Statuesque │ Speech: Squeaky         │ Age: 44  │
│ Skin: Webbed         │ Clothing: Bloody        ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Long           │ Virtue: Serene          │          │
│ Face: Broken         │ Vice: Aggressive        │          │
├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──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ Swarms of insects are fleeing from The Woods in droves,   │
│ destroying any wooden structures they come across. The    │
│ sound of their wings hum a familiar tune as they pass     │
│ overhead, like a forgotten nursery rhyme.                 │
│                                                           │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
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?
Drowse Balm A wax bar. If boiled in water, the steam acts as a soporific agent.
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Tarp, Boiled leather (1 Armor), Short sword (d6), Spring-loaded trap (4 STR damage)
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