Deeproot (add +1 to your roll when dealing with spirits of the earth (except for stone) and the seasons (except for winter).)

NOTE: This Background is really only for Homo Sapiens humans or Woodlings.

Life on this Earth is a tentative thing. Most creatures live and die at her capricious mercy; constantly moving, hoping against hope that the spirits will see fit to bless their forage. Every. single. day. Your ancestors chose a different life. They dug in their heels, raised their sickles, and forced the very Earth into servitude.

Your kin have never seen a migration. Free from the brutal struggles that bind most creatures, they spend their endless days sculpting the Earth in their dreamlike image and
sowing the seeds of tomorrow. Perhaps the Mother silently awaits the day she will punish them for the yoke they placed on her. Or perhaps your crafts benefit her just as much as you. Either way, few can look upon a tribe of such unnatural abilities without fear or suspicion.

EQUIPMENT
Flaxen clothes, a sickle (small) or flail (medium), a cloak, a dewskin filled with beer, a bag of apple seeds, a bag of brassica seeds, and a rationing kit (see TOOLS).

A HOME TO RETURN TO
The power to create food from nothing is crucial to enduring the Sunless tide of Winter. Whatever esoteric forces have touched your farm, its roots run far too deep to be swept away. Describe it.

Farm Table (d6)

1. Few appreciate death’s role in creating life. Your sickle and flame cleanse the land of rot, that your watchful ancestors may heal it in their image of plenty.

2. Your land is centered around a huge overgrown idol to the tribe’s first ever shaman. Her wrath or joy is reflected in every harvest.

3. You whisper your offerings to the spirits, and they answer with appleberry forests that are always red and sweet.

4. Your heretical shaman knows more of toil and wisdom than of the Dreaming Spirits; creatures that promise so much and yet give nothing freely.

5. The floods bring with them strange creatures. Your tribe take them, watch them grow, and are bestowed with good fortune.

6. You took to sowing and reaping to fight back against a blight that creeps across the Earth’s plains. She fears it may still not be enough.
This message was last edited by the GM at 18:33, Mon 23 May 2022.