You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.”
((How do you respond?))
The elderly woman had brought eeriness within the elven boy's midst, with his right hand starting to take hold of the hilt of his blade, which had remained within his sheath. "With all due respect. ." He paused mid-speech, gulping down some of his own nervousness. "I think I'll stand." Keeping his hand where it was, only firming his hold on his short sword's hilt. Having been caught off guard with such an encounter, the elf did his best to continue his rather short speech. "Apologies, I'm cautious. ." He states. "I'm a hunter's son, I've never happened to live in any region, been away from townsfolk for most of my life. Of course, I've been through some towns, bought some baked goods, and left." His eyes narrowed further onto the elderly woman, watching as she listened, only stopping in his words for a brief moment while his hand started to release from his short sword's hilt. "That could explain my cautiousness. . I'm not very used to the general folk. My mother and father, who thankfully are still alive have taught me most of what I know. That includes things such as. ." Then, he stopped within his speech again and took a second to think. "Hunting, skinning animals, some more hunting, and ah right. ." He continues with his sarcasm. "More hunting, with some more skinning. It gets boresome after a while, but it's a good thing to have learned. And if you just so happened to be wondering, we lived in a cabin. I got into some trouble and as a consequence, my father sent me out on my own, which leads up to now. Though I quite like it, it's peaceful, haven't had any bandit encounters yet." Finally, he became comfortable within the current situation and allowed his hand to retreat from his hilt, and allowed it to rest at his side. "Hope that was good enough, and.." He proceeds to ask; "Do you know where I can find some ale around this. . 'town'?"
By UIOP651
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Rules: Yes
Referral: minecraft-server.net
Discord: Aut1st1c#7057
How do you avoid powergaming in roleplay?: To avoid powergaming, include words in your actions such as "attempts" and "potentially", instead of words that completely determine the outcome of said action. Not only that, it can be avoided by simply sticking to rather realistic aspects of roleplay.
How does metagaming disrupt fair roleplay?: Metagaming disrupts fair roleplay because of the fact that your character does not have any knowledge of a said event, when mentioning said event after having no in-character knowledge of such a thing, that would be considered metagaming, to sum it up, it disrupts fair roleplay because it's unrealistic and breaks the fourth wall completely.
Status: Accepted
Character Name: Ardreth Craneiros
Character Race: Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: An elven individual at a decent height of 5'11, his visage holding bountiful features of blue eyes, and a jawline never duller than a well-kept dagger
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