Laeroth was born within one of the hidden Snow-Elven hamlets of now special value, unbeknownst to most of the world due to it's difficulty to find without a proper guide, not too far off from the Fenn fortress, at the time. Here, he grew up the.. normal snow elf life. For many, many years of his childhood, he was by his blacksmith of a father's side, learning not much more than the basics of the craft, but, learning moreso of his fascination with the blade. He began to sneak out at night, thieving blades from his father's forge, and 'training' with them, when in reality, he was moreso fantasizing at the 'thought' of training with the blade. However, now he has grown older, and has set off from his cold and icey home, in search of a higher purpose, romance, and adventure.
Character Name: Laeroth Belmonte
Character Race: SNOW_ELF
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 150
Physical Description: Tall, yet slim. Laeroth considers himself a respectable snow elf. His cheekbones are lower than the normal elf, and his platinum hangs just by ears.
Roleplay Scenario: The traveller has just arrived in a small town. As they look around, their gaze is met with run down houses and shops. They duck into one of the shacks, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the small room, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town?" She begins, then pauses to study their face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a chair, “Where do you come from? What do you hope to make of yourself?”
((How does your character respond? Please ensure your response is at least six sentences long, and uses at least two actions.))
Example: (delete this when you add your own)
"Oh, I just, uh…" The traveler stutters, tensing up. They eye the crone, then back outside the shack. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
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