Growing up as a child in Fenn, Amryn didn’t have much time to get educated before her parents were smited from the earth’s face. The two of them dying in a ‘freak’ accident in the snow. So the girl was left to her lonesome, without a clue on how to raise herself, nor any idea in the Ancient Elvish languages (lore piece), she only had the curiosity of a 6 year old. And that didn’t exactly help for her growth into a Snow Elf Woman. Rather than being good at politics, the girl was more physically inclined, despite her short height. Whilst growing up without an education she occupied her time with adventures, climbing, discovering. All things that would no doubt harm her chances of fitting into a proper society. She was a feral child, of sorts, in the sense that she wasn’t nurtured, therefore left with only her nature.
Character Name: Amryn Ferverolia
Character Race: Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 43
Physical Description: A slim, semi-tall girl with messy blond hair in a plait that reaches her knees. She wears tattered clothes and has deep purple eyes.
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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