What follows a golden age is sometimes simplicity. Men realigned to their baser instincts. The weak and timid cowed before the mighty. All concerns reduced to the primitive: a meal, a mate, a hovel to take shelter from the storm or from the monsters in the wood.

Most will die not a hundred yards from where they were born, among those they've known their entire lives.

For a rare few, however, that simplicity and leveling of fortune, presents opportunity. Not quite yet mighty, they are willing to chance everything, endure anything, and forbid nothing, in order to taste power.

You count yourself among their ranks.

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[ ] Woodsman: Your old man was a bit of a loner and raised you in a remote cabin in the woods he built with his own two hands. You're bit a awkward around other people, but about as tough as they come.
[ ] Outlaw: You've been in and out of dungeons, gaols, stocks, and cages, since you were a boy. Your instinct for survival is almost supernatural, second only to your knack for getting into trouble.
[ ] Cultist: You were adopted by a secret cult as a young boy, and raised communally as an initiate into their order. When you came of age, rather than take on a comfortable position befitting your education, you left to pursue the higher mysteries.