Fortch-unate Survivor
To the southwest lies the Twistenwud, a terrible and unpleasant place ruled by trolls and giants of the Fortch Horde. At a younger age you were in a Fortch attack, but escaped with your life. Perhaps you were part of a caravan headed west along the road, or perhaps you lived on a farm on the edge of the forest when the Fortch hunting party went out. What is important is that you’ve seen these horrible monsters up close brazenly and unabashedly slaughtering and eating humanoids.
Now, you don’t want to allow that to happen to you or your friends again. You’ve taken that darkness and used it to inspire you to learn about your enemies.
Most people don’t realize, but the Fortch favor cooking above all other trades and skills. They are known for their cookbooks, though often the recipes are adapted once found. For the Forth finds humanoids the greatest of delicacies. Your experiences with the Fortch have exposed you to their cooking, and to really understand the Fortch, one must go through their taste. A skilled expert in the Fortch could read as much into a fortchman’s recipe scrolls as one would a journal or confession.
Skill Proficiencies Survival, Intimidation
Tool Proficiencies Cooking Utensils
Languages Giant
Equipment A trusty heirloom cooking utensil such as a skillet. It is seasoned to perfection and is greasy enough to be lit aflame and used as a club doing 1d6 bludgeoning and 1d4 fire damage.
Lifestyle Impoverished
Features
Feature: Hardened
Having faced the horrors of the Twistenwud has shaken you to your core. But you came out from it. Knowing fear has forced you to learn how to handle it. Normally when frightened a character would not be able to approach the source of their fear. This is not so for Survivors. You may move up to ten feet towards the source of your fear in a round, however it costs all of your available movement. You may also grant yourself advantage twice per day on any saving throw against being frightened.
Traits
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| 1 | I have a tendency to favor function over flare. |
| 2 | Cleanliness doesn't matter to me, I am used to life in the swamp. |
| 3 | Some people speak in metaphors, I speak in recipes. |
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Ideal
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| 1 | Safety. Taking care of myself and the people I care about is the most important thing. Stuff can be replaced. |
| 2 | Satisfaction. Not much is better than a well deserved and fulfilling meal. I look to be fulfilled. |
| 3 | Survival. To see tomorrow is a great adventure. I am brave enough to live. |
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Bond
| d6 | Bond |
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| 1 | There was someone else who survived the Fortch attack with me. They are like a sibling to me. |
| 2 | I have vowed to outcook the Fortch and beat them at their own game. My seasoned pan is a prized tool. |
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Flaw
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| 1 | I have a paranoia of people leaving me. It makes it hard for me to forge new connections. |
| 2 | My paranoia seems reasonable, but I've definitely let it get in the way of thriving in life. |
| 3 | I avoid returning to the Twistenwud when I can, not because I am afraid of the Fortch, but because of my guilt for escaping. |
| 4 | Stark reality has made me humorless. My preoccupation with mortality has made me kinda a bummer. |
| 5 | I feel that I have a nemesis in the Fortch. It blinds me to seeing them as individuals and I only see them as the a horde. |
| 6 | The crassness of the trolls and giantfolk of the Fortch has rubbed off on me. |
