┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Wolfram                              │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Hexenbane                            │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      11 │       7 │      13 │ HP:  1 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │  8 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Flabby     │ Speech: Cryptic         │ Age: 28  │
│ Skin: Soft           │ Clothing: Elegant       ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Wavy           │ Virtue: Courageous      │          │
│ Face: Broken         │ Vice: Craven            │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ You found a Tiny Crystal Prism (petty) buried in the      │
│ dirt. When held up to the light, it shows visions of an   │
│ unknown location deep within The Woods. Sometimes, you    │
│ feel a presence looking back at you.                      │
│                                                           │
├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ Swarming pests gnaw away at the edges of dreams, and      │
│ farmers speak of a loud buzzing sound emanating from deep │
│ within The Woods. They also say that the sound is getting │
│ closer.                                                   │
│                                                           │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
You are a mere digit on the unerring hand of justice. You go where others fear to tread, unyielding and unbroken.
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To which order do you belong?
Order of the Bleeding Star. Take a Star-Iron Mace (d8). It shines faintly in darkness, and becomes very hot in the presence of witchcraft.
What was your vow?
Selflessness. You are immune to mind-altering magical effects, such as charm, hatred, frenzy, and so on. If you break this vow, you lose d6 WIL.
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Vestments of the Order (petty), Blessed Tinctures, Silver knife (d6), Crossbow (d8, bulky)
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