Stubbie grew up in Willow Hollow of Vailor. In his younger years, he found himself pulled to the curiosities of magic and the void. He spent his years in the village doing a combination of learning to play the lute, and the rest drinking and exploring the Hollow and the area surrounding it. As a boy, he would meet explorers who passed through, avidly eating up their tales of the lands beyond this village. He would eagerly read anything in the written word pertaining to the world outside that could be found within his village, and the ones outside whenever a trader passed through. For awhile, this was able to satiate his desire to experience the world. But eventually, around his 25th year, his ambition would expand beyond the confines of the Hollow, and he would have to leave. He needed to see more, experience more. Now, he seeks a teacher to learn the magic of Transfiguration, and travels the lands of LOTC as a wandering bard, getting himself in and (hopefully) out of trouble with his wits and his talents.
Character Name: Stubbie Gruffman
Character Race: Halfling
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 27
Physical Description: Skin slightly tanned, wavy dirty blond hair in a messy bun. His eyes are pale blue with a violet hint. Carries a lute. Bares a travelling pack.
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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