Exiled Baitiri

You were born among the fierce Baitiri tribes of Chult, a people who ride dinosaurs and treat the jungle like their ancestral warpaint. But something went wrong—perhaps you broke a taboo, lost a duel, questioned a chieftain, or failed in your rite of passage. Now you're cast out. Alone. Hated. Free.

You walk the world with the instincts of a predator and the heart of a survivor. You may dream of reclaiming honor… or burning everything you once called home.

Skill Proficiencies: Nature, Intimidation

Tool Proficiencies: Poison kit OR Herbalism kit

Languages: Because of the amount of Dragon borns, wyrms and even true dragons in the jungle, your tribe has passed down knowledge of the Draconic language.

Equipment: An inexpensive but unusual weapon or a musical instrument (one of your choice), the favor of an admirer (love letter, lock of hair, or trinket), a costume, and a pouch containing 15 gp

Suggested Characteristics

If they survive the first month or two, Exiled Baitiri are often shaped by harsh jungle living, bitter tribal politics, and the pain of abandonment. Whether driven by shame, rage, or survival instinct, they carry the scars of their past both physically and emotionally. Some seek redemption, others revenge—or simply the freedom to live without chains. The jungle has taught them to be cunning, suspicious, and resilient. Yet beneath the hardened surface, some exiles still yearn for connection, honor, or a sense of belonging.

d6	Personality Trait
1	I trust no one, but I’ll pretend to for warmth and meat.
2	I respect strength—and nothing else.
3	I talk to the jungle like it’s my god.
4	I crave revenge but fear what it might cost.
5	I act like I’m still part of my tribe, even though I’m not.
6	I’ve seen horrors in the dark the city-folk would never believe.

d6	Ideal
1	Freedom. I live for myself now, not for any tribe or god. (Chaotic)
2	Survival. The strong thrive. The weak rot. That’s the truth of the world. (Neutral)
3	Redemption. I will prove myself worthy again—no matter what it takes. (Lawful)
4	Revenge. My exile will be answered with blood. (Evil)
5	Balance. Nature cast me out… but nature also shelters me. (Neutral)
6	Unity. Even the lost deserve a place. Maybe I’ll build a new tribe. (Good)

d6	Bond
1	A sibling or friend still in the tribe—one day, I’ll bring them with me.
2	My mount is all I have left, and I’d die to protect it.
3	I wear the mark of my exile as a reminder to never trust again.
4	A cursed relic led to my exile—I still carry it.
5	Someone helped me survive in the wild. I owe them everything.
6	My dreams are haunted by the tribe’s god… or its curse.

d6	Flaw
1	I can’t resist taunting authority, even though it’s what got me kicked out.
2	I have no idea how to live among “civilized” people.
3	I don’t believe in laws, promises, or loyalty anymore.
4	I hoard food, even when I don’t need to.
5	I lash out when I feel disrespected or cornered.
6	I would almost always sacrifice others to save myself.

Contacts

As an exile, your past haunts you in the form of scattered connections—some enemies, some allies, and some that blur the line. You might know reclusive jungle sages, tribal warriors who secretly sympathized with your cause, rival exiles wandering the wilds, or smugglers who helped you escape. Your name may be known among bounty hunters, monster hunters, or mercenaries who respect (or resent) your survival. While many doors are closed to you, your resilience and reputation often grant you access to circles where strength and cunning matter more than status.

d4	Contact
1	Old sparring partner. A former training rival from your tribe who sometimes leaves you warnings or supplies in secret.
2	A Jungle guide. A pragmatic local who helped you escape the tribe’s territory. Not a friend, but not an enemy either.
3	Wandering priest. A kind traveler who patched your wounds and gave you food once. They remember your name.
4	Mercenary recruiter. A rough old soldier who saw you fight and told you there’s always work for someone who knows how to hurt.