┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Sow                                  │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Fieldwarden                          │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      10 │       9 │       9 │ HP:  1 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │ 14 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Short      │ Speech: Formal          │ Age: 31  │
│ Skin: Tight          │ Clothing: Rancid        ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Braided        │ Virtue: Honorable       │          │
│ Face: Square         │ Vice: Vengeful          │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ You consumed a Mischievous Spirit that periodically       │
│ wreaks havoc on your insides, demanding to be taken home. │
│ It wants to keep you alive, at least until it is free. It │
│ takes up one slot, but eats one Fatigue per day. It can   │
│ detect magic and knows a bit about The Woods.             │
├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ The once rich waters of a life-giving river have turned   │
│ black and putrid, tainting the land and sickening those   │
│ who drink from it. A village elder points to some recent  │
│ desecration as the cause, but most do not heed their      │
│ words.                                                    │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
Protectors of the harvest, defense against pests, thieves, and beasts. A position of great honor, while it lasts: many guardians do not live out their natural lives. Roll a second time on the Bonds table.
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What got the better of you?
The Withering, a type of stem rot from The Roots. Take a Diseased Crop (6 uses) that quickly decays any plant it touches.
What tool saved your life?
Bloodvine Whip: d8 damage. On Critical Damage it drains the target’s blood, granting the weapon’s next attack the blast quality
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Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky), Bow (d6, bulky), Hand axe (d6), Repellent (state the creature, 3 uses)