Spawned of a child's blood in the forests of the Feywild, this is your first memory.That was long ago, some weeks past. You've lived from day to day, from death to death as you spill the blood of the living to stave off your fading away. You know the pain of death will not linger -- you'll pop and vanish like the fairies do, except your mind will disappear with it. You know your death is ahead of you and all it takes is your inaction for it to come to pass. Learning from the adventurers you've slain in the past few days, you begin seeking out bloodshed and adventuring with a team. Your life may yet extend...
- Skill Proficiencies: [Survival]
- Equipment: Scimitar, elixir bottle of blood
You naturally emit a lowkey aura of death just by existing -- low creatures like rats and insects will avoid you if they can.
Suggested Characteristics
Your fey newness to the world means that most customs and practices of mortals are foreign to you, and may become easily confused by the mortals you engage with.