You are literally called “the one who lives in the woods”, it is the worst fate that can happen. Your assets have been expropriated, all your rights have been removed, and you have been exiled from the community and from your family. Forced to live in the woods, you must constantly watch your back as a death sentence hangs over you: anyone you meet can and must kill you, remaining unpunished. You wander aimlessly; your only purpose is survival. No refuge, no rights, only hardships and a probable violent death await you.
Equipment: Ragged clothes, an oath bracelet with a broken rune, a stone knife, 5 gp.
Privilege: False Identity
After surviving in the woods during the winter you have moved to an area far enough away that no one knows your name or your story and you have built a second fake identity, pretending to be an oracle beggar, a freed slave or the only survivor of a dark tragedy.
Being a Skògarmadhr is the lowest and most degrading of human conditions. In your past, there are terrible and dishonorable acts that have cost you exile from your community. The purpose of a Skògarmadhr is mainly to see the dawn of the next day and make do with what you can to survive. But not all Skògarmadhr deserve the fate they face, some are betrayed or framed by their enemies. They can try to redeem their name, although it is almost impossible.
|1||I now struggle to relate to another human being.|
|2||I do not give value to money or possessions, survival is all that counts.|
|3||I grieve for the times in which I lived in society.|
|4||My behaviors are more like that of a beast.|
|5||I do not trust anyone.|
|6||I cannot resist the pleasures of good food and meat.|
|7||I have an honorable attitude, as I consider it correct in spite of the unjust condition in which I find myself.|
|8||I cannot afford distractions, I am always focused.|
|1||Redemption. I do not know if it is possible or not, but I want to win back the honor of a man. (Honorable)|
|2||Peace. The only things I yearn for are love, peace and tranquility. (Neutral)|
|3||Madness. Hunted by the world of men, I will live in the world of fools. (Chaotic)|
|4||Deception. My past remains what it is; the consequences of my actions will remain unpunished if I am able to deceive even the Gods. (Dishonorable)|
|5||Traditions. Living far from society does not prevent me from continuing to live according to the customs of my people. (Lawful)|
|6||Loneliness. There is nothing left to me but to live far from the affairs of men and gods and die alone. (Any)|
|1||I have a contact that helps me despite my condition.|
|2||Someone in the village suspects me.|
|3||I have a man who has sworn to kill me on my heels.|
|4||In the most remote lands, there is a community of people like me.|
|5||I made a friend who suspects nothing of my past.|
|6||I do not want relationships of any kind with other human beings.|
|1||Even though I look for its solace, I cannot hold my alcohol.|
|2||Risk of betraying myself by revealing my identity if provoked.|
|3||I do not think I deserve an honorable death.|
|4||To redeem my name I am willing to do anything, even commit dishonorable acts.|
|5||I feel constantly hunted and do not trust anyone.|
|6||Every day a piece of my mind yields to madness.|
Journey To Ragnarok © Michele Paroli 2018