THE HERO WITH EYES OF THE STORM (GLoG Class: Fighter)

 The Storm-Churned Goddess will make three in her image

The Warrior, the Third Eye, and the Death-Marked Serpent

And one shall ask of one and slay two

Giving rune-scribed sacrifice to the altar of red steel

The sinner lain low by the sorcerer upon the mount

And let death claim the Whisperer in Minds e’ermore

You were born to two folk whose blood is the salt of the earth, but you are not like them. They could see it in your eyes when you emerged into life, and they felt it when your youthly labors carried strength and vigor well beyond that of an adult. On your 13th birthday, you received your final gifts from your village friends and family, and set out onto the open road armed only with a cloak the color of blood, a rusted zweihändr, and eyes of swirling blue with flecks of gold.

A You have the strength, speed, senses, and instincts of a sophisticated predator. Most laypeople fear and respect you in equal measure.

B Your reputation for slaying fell beasts allows you a comfortable living in any town and garners you d6 spare shillings of bounty per beast slain, though cities are still suspicious of you. In addition, your zweihändr loves you, and returns to your hand when you gesture.

C Battle-scars have bloomed across your face and back. You gain access to the three Delta Templates below. Add more templates to DM discretion.

Δ Sorcerer’s Arm Slay a sorcerer

One of your arms is covered in arcane, runic tattoos, and they whisper darkly to you in the night. You get a random ASH SPELL every time you slay a spellcasting humanoid.

Δ Blind Witch’s Boon Cut off a rune-scored arm

Your zweihändr is covered in the same arcane runes as your arm once was. It is magical, counts as being silver and iron, and can destroy magic items with its blows.

Δ Born Afresh from Death Complete the prophecy

Erase all your Hero levels and lose your eyes like the storm. You gain a Level in Vagabond, whatever that may entail, and start with a mechanical arm.

D Carrion birds and a storm, friendliness and intensity of your choice, follow a day behind you. You can see what people fear most with a glance, and you cannot die from mortal blades or foes whose name you do not know.

Ending the post with a dramatis personae of all the major characters of the original story. All done with nothing but pen, so please do not judge messiness, stray lines, or messed up proportions/figures. Thanks for reading, happy gaming, and watch out for men with gold and silver teeth, for they may just be a part of the mafia.