((Share your character’s backstory! Please ensure it’s at least six sentences, written in third person, and references to the server lore, including a current realm in our map.))
If you’re stuck on what to add, consider the following:
- Your character’s family (parents, siblings, etc.)
Vyreth was born into a small dark elf family who lives deep within one of the islands that was shown in the forest regions. His parents were quiet yet disciplined figures who believed survival only depended on secrecy and deep self-control. They had raised their children with the same idea they know. Though they cared for him in their own ways, affection was not common. That has been replaced with expectations, a lot of training, and some unspoken pressure that he had to uphold in the family. For the reputation of them as unseen guardians.
- Where your character is from (include a real place on the map)
His exact home lay in the forests, dense forests, bordering the main/middle inland region of the island. It's a stretch of woodland that is known for its dim light and near-constant mist. The area was bare in population, with only some hidden paths threading through the trees that laid there. Outsiders rarely ventured there, giving the region an eerie vibe to it.
- What kind of environment was your character raised in
Vyreth had grown up in an environment that was silent, disciplined, and constant vigilance. His daily days were filled with drills, tracking exercises, and some lessons on how he could move through the forest without disturbing a single branch, twig, leaf, anything. The world around him was beautiful, majestic, yet unforgiving, and the expectations of his own family left no room for laughter or curiosity. Though he found ways to sneak both into his own life.
- Why your character left home
As he started growing older, the traditions that once had felt like a special purpose began to feel like chains to his very life. Vyreth's desire to see more than trees and shadows, his natural spark and human curiosity, has always clashed with his unbelievably strict lifestyle. Eventually, he realized that the forest that had raised him became more suffocating than a cozy home. He realized he wanted a life that was shaped by himself, by his own choices. He chose to leave home. Leaving home wasn't a rebellion so much. It was more as a way to make himself experience the world.
The traveler 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.))
He would step inside slowly, letting the door shut behind himself as he brushed a bit of forest dust off himself. He studied the lady with pale, predatory eyes before lowering himself into the chair that she had gestured to him. He placed one leg that crossed over the other in a relaced motion. "Where do I come from, you ask?" he echoed a faint smirk that tugged at the corner of his mouth. "A type of forest that would more likely prefer to keep its secrets and a family that preferred I keep mine." His gaze drifts around the shack before settling back on here with a playful glint "As for was I hope to make myself... something more than a simple shadow that follows someone's rules. I'm here to lead my own path, even if it means to step into places like this."
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