His family includes his mother: Hanbes, his father: Duimen, his brother: Lastor, and his sister: Lîrnith. He was from the Princedom of Caurost (which is also known as the city of dawn) Which is an Elven domain which adheres to the rigid and demanding ways of life of an elven warrior, brought on by their upbringing being forged upon war. It's sat on a lake peninsula in the Silent Valley; the city's steeples are intricately designed from ancient stone and wood hand-carved at the hand of talented elven architects. Also, living in the city of dawn, he had to be close to his family because they didn't really give him much of an option not to be; they wanted him to be just like them: the greatest high elve ever, maybe even a great warrior too. He also didn't have any friends because all the people in the city of dawn were too uptight and focused on being the best elven warrior they could be. All of this pressure to be the best high elven warrior someday blew a fuse and caused him to call it quits, to start over, to get a brand-new start so he did. He left home because he needed a change and he was exhausted at how his family were just so plain old ordinary and all the same; so, he wanted to be the one unique/different; one in the family one could say he was the maverick of the family.
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.))
"Oh, I am here looking around." He said using his words wisely, since he couldn't tell but he figured, someone was bound to ask where he was from and ask what he was doing here. He also didn't want people to know the answers to those questions because he didn't want to get sent back to the city of dawn. He quickly glanced at the shrew to anticipate her next words. But he threw his head back at the ground--defeated. Then to end the silence he spoke again, "I'm not from around here...but I am here looking around." He said since he could tell she wanted to know just by her glare.
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