Once a guard in the City of Westport in what was once the Holy Oren Empire, Artoria is a guard no longer. Allure of coin and riches drove a guard to betray oaths and smuggle goods through the city before eventually being caught and branded. She continued the noble practice of smuggling on her ship, the Arctic Fox. Having faced storms fierce enough to render mounts from the earth and frost cold enough to quench even the hottest of volcanoes, land is calling to her once again. With being as track minded as she is, it is known that her new path may be difficult as making friends isn't in her interest no, business partners however, that she can do.
Character Name: Artoria Frost
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 24
Physical Description: Quiet, reserved, stern. She doesn't feel she needs to spend the time on tasks that aren't geared toward making coin.
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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