┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐
│ Oswin                                │                    │
├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤                    │
│ Hexenbane                            │                    │
├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│         │         │         │        │                    │
│      13 │       7 │       7 │ HP:  6 │                    │
├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤                    │
│ DEPRIVED │   │ ARMOR │   │ GOLD │ 11 │                    │
└──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘
┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐
│ Physique: Flabby     │ Speech: Squeaky         │ Age: 40  │
│ Skin: Tight          │ Clothing: Foreign       ├──────────┤
│ Hair: Frizzy         │ Virtue: Tolerant        │          │
│ Face: Elongated      │ 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──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤
│ Hunters talk of a curse that befalls any who kill a       │
│ white-frocked beast: soon after, they are found dead in   │
│ their homes. Each day, there are fewer and fewer          │
│ creatures to hunt.                                        │
│                                                           │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
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?
Honesty. Choose a weapon type (blunt, blade, etc). Attacks against you of this type are impaired. If your vow is broken, you lose d4 WIL.
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Vestments of the Order (petty), Blessed Tinctures, Silver knife (d6), Crossbow (d8, bulky)
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