Aistaf grew up in the town of Rodenburg, his mother died when he was young in labor delivering a his younger sister who died stillborn. His grandfather was once a blacksmith and taught him all he knew about the craft and how his father though a despicable man was a genius commander and a veteran of combat. He was also trained how to fight by a ex-veteran of the Haense military and became a good duelist, however he has a short temper and can become angry easily. Aistaf recently left his hometown of Rodenburg, when his grandfather passed to search for his father and question why he left him and his mother.
Character Name: Aistaf
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 23
Physical Description: Aistaf has messy auburn hair accompanied by a short unkempt beard, his eyes are a dark green and is athletically built.
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.))
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"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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