┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Flax                                 │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Fieldwarden                          │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      10 │       5 │      13 │ HP:  5 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │ 12 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Statuesque │ Speech: Gravelly        │ Age: 44  │
│ Skin: Webbed         │ Clothing: Elegant       ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Bald           │ Virtue: Ambitious       │          │
│ Face: Pale           │ Vice: Vengeful          │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ You inherited a Single Gem (500gp, cold and brittle) from │
│ a long-dead relative. It arrived with a warning: squander │
│ your newfound riches and a debt long thought forgotten    │
│ would be called.                                          │
│                                                           │
├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ The constellations have slowly started shifting in the    │
│ night sky, forming unfamiliar patterns that have          │
│ stargazers and sages perplexed. Even the animals seem     │
│ disturbed.                                                │
│                                                           │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
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?
Wolves, or so you thought. You are now a Werewolf [8 HP, 15 STR, 14 DEX, claws (d6+d6) or bite (d8)]. Your WIL remains the same. You can turn at will (once per day) but must make a WIL save to revert. Anyone left alive from your attacks must make a WIL save to avoid infection.
What tool saved your life?
Everbloom Band: A circlet adorned with flowers that never wilt. On taking Critical Damage the flowers dissolve into dust, but you act as if your save succeeded (STR loss still occurs).
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Brigandine (1 Armor, bulky), Bow (d6, bulky), Hand axe (d6), Repellent (state the creature, 3 uses)