┌NAME──────────────────────────────────┬────────────────────┐ │ Woozy │ │ ├BACKGROUND────────────────────────────┤ │ │ Fungal Forager │ │ ├ABILITIES┬─────────┬─────────┬────────┤ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 10 │ 8 │ 8 │ HP: 4 │ │ ├─────────┴┬───┬────┴──┬───┬──┴───┬────┤ │ │ DEPRIVED │ │ ARMOR │ │ GOLD │ 15 │ │ └──────────┴───┴───────┴───┴──────┴────┴────────────────────┘ ┌TRAITS────────────────┬─────────────────────────┬──────────┐ │ Physique: Rugged │ Speech: Gravelly │ Age: 32 │ │ Skin: Birthmarked │ Clothing: Rancid ├──────────┤ │ Hair: Wavy │ Virtue: Tolerant │ │ │ Face: Sharp │ Vice: Craven │ │ ├BONDS─────────────────┴─────────────────────────┴──────────┤ │ You promised a childhood friend that you’d bring them │ │ back a rare gift, something unique in all the world. Take │ │ a Bracelet (petty) woven from twine and wildflowers. │ │ │ │ │ ├OMENS──────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤ │ Strange, tear-shaped stones have been found throughout │ │ the region, sparking a “gold rush” of sorts for │ │ jewelers and thieves alike. The locals believe they are │ │ the tears of the earth itself, weeping for a great │ │ tragedy yet to come. │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ You follow the whisperings of the deep earth, the rhythmic pulse of the mycelium forest that grows beneath the surface. The dark holds no terror for you. Also, you really love mushrooms. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── What strange fungi did you discover? Shrieking Trumpet. When exposed to light it screams so loudly that all nearby attacks (including your own) are impaired. 2 uses. What keeps you sane, even in utter darkness? Luxcompass Hums softly as it moves closer to the Sun. Eventually, the noise becomes unbearably loud. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Sharpened trowel (d6), Candle helmet (+1 Armor, dim, 6 uses), Rope (25ft), Metal pail