The small elf grew up with her mother but was eventually abandoned. At a young age, her father had left her and her mother for another woman, leaving her mother in pain. Unfortunately, this pain was taken out mostly on the young wood elf. When she turned thirteen, she had gone to find a job at a local soup kitchen, where she would work to provide for both her, and her mother till the age of 19. One day after work, she had gone to the market to pick up some bread to bring back to her mother. When she got back to the house, her mother got very angry with her for buying the wrong type of bread, and ended up throwing things at her, such as a knife, a spoon, and a few books. This cause the young wood elf to leave home at a young age, and wander the streets of Dominion homeless. Although she has been working at the soup kitchen, she has never been able to make enough to buy or rent herself her own place to stay. She has to focus on staying clean, food, and staying out of trouble.
Character Name: Dyrandi Uelip
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 33
Physical Description: They would see brown hair, dark tan skin, and green eyes. Small freckles spotting across her nose and cheeks. She has an hourglass shaped figure.
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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