┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Talon                                │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Outrider                             │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      11 │      11 │      13 │ HP:  6 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │ 14 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Towering   │ Speech: Droning         │ Age: 15  │
│ Skin: Tight          │ Clothing: Bloody        ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Bald           │ Virtue: Ambitious       │          │
│ Face: Sunken         │ Vice: Rude              │          │
├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤
│ A roaming storyteller once spun you tales of great        │
│ treasure hidden deep in The Woods. You thought it naught  │
│ but fancy, till they gave you A Rolled-Up Map (petty)     │
│ marked with an X.                                         │
│                                                           │
├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.                                           │
│                                                           │
│                                                           │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
Your coin comes from escorting caravans, tracking fugitives, or lending your blade to a cause. You’ve been a savior, an executioner, a hero, and even a villain. Yours is not a solitary path, however: you’ll always have your horse.
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What personal code or principle do you uphold?
To the death, always: You never back down from a fight, no matter the odds. Take a Death-Whistle, 1 charge. Its scream frightens away all who hear it (save WIL or flee). Recharge: Capture the final breath of a dying warrior.
What breed is your horse?
Piebald Cob Intelligent, it can understand simple commands, and even has an instinct for danger. 6 HP. +4 slots.
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Long sword (d10, bulky), Leather jerkin (1 Armor), Crossbow (d8, bulky), Spyglass
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