┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Percival                             │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Hexenbane                            │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      11 │       7 │      12 │ HP:  6 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │ 12 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Statuesque │ Speech: Whispery        │ Age: 33  │
│ Skin: Birthmarked    │ Clothing: Livery        ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Wavy           │ Virtue: Humble          │          │
│ Face: Sunken         │ Vice: Lazy              │          │
├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──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ A night-blooming flower once thought extinct is sprouting │
│ up throughout The Woods. Its scent is intoxicating, but   │
│ also causes vivid nightmares.                             │
│                                                           │
│                                                           │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
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 Crossroads. Take a Pocket Leyfinder. It points to nearby ley lines and other sources of arcane power. If you lose it, the punishment is death.
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)