┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Madrigal                             │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Fungal Forager                       │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      12 │      15 │      13 │ HP:  4 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │  9 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Athletic   │ Speech: Cryptic         │ Age: 35  │
│ Skin: Weathered      │ Clothing: Antique       ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Long           │ Virtue: Cautious        │          │
│ Face: Rat-Like       │ Vice: Bitter            │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ A distant cousin left you a small inheritance. Take 20Gp, │
│ and an Ornate Compass that always points towards          │
│ something deep in The Woods.                              │
│                                                           │
│                                                           │
├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ Folks say that a faint laughter can be heard echoing out  │
│ of wells all over the city. At night, they say the echoes │
│ change to sobs.                                           │
│                                                           │
│                                                           │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
You follow the whisperings of the deep earth, the rhythmic pulse of the mycelium forest that grows beneath the surface. The dark holds no terror for you. Also, you really love mushrooms.
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What strange fungi did you discover?
Murderous Truffle. Pungent, highly toxic, and very rare (worth 50gp to assassins). Illegal pretty much everywhere. 1 use.
What keeps you sane, even in utter darkness?
Glowsnail Casts a soft, bioluminescent light. Feeds on one ration every two days.
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Sharpened trowel (d6), Candle helmet (+1 Armor, dim, 6 uses), Rope (25ft), Metal pail
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