┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Fern │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Greenwise │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 12 │ 10 │ 8 │ HP: 5 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 15 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Brawny │ Speech: Gravelly │ Age: 34 │ │ Skin: Tattooed │ Clothing: Bloody ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Oily │ Virtue: Cautious │ │ │ Face: Square │ Vice: Nervous │ │ ├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 constellations have slowly started shifting in the │ │ night sky, forming unfamiliar patterns that have │ │ stargazers and sages perplexed. Even the animals seem │ │ disturbed. │ │ │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ You delve deep into The Woods, prying its secrets from between rough boughs and whispering leaves. In this verdant kingdom, you are no mere scholar, but its confidant as well. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── How have The Woods failed you? You created a restorative tincture that also caused accidental infertility. Take a Healing Potion that completely restores STR. Only you know of its unintended side-effects. What keeps you safe while in The Woods? Seed Bomb A canvas sack that explode on impact, scattering seeds. d6 damage (blast). 3 uses. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Iron pot, Root knife (d6), Healing salve (restore 4 STR), Twine bauble (petty, Ward once per day)