Chandler Airevall is a human from The Realm of Skjoldier. His parents were rangers, so his family lived in The Wilds, constantly moving around from place to place. They were not as well known as most rangers, and were killed when Chandler was a boy, leaving only him and his older sister, Kara. When Chandler turned 16, Kara left him, tired of The Wilds. He stayed, however, and continued to adventure through them, making sure to never get close to the Queen's Palace. He would look up at it from a distance, though, amazed by it's depth. Unfortunately, he was chased away from the Wilds, being forced to live just next to Citadel, not being allowed entry. He has encountered a few amount of witches when in The Wild, and his parents were able to teach him how to fight not just witches, but also others, before they died. He craves adventure, and is hoping to leave the outskirts of Citadel and start one soon. He hopes to find company to fight monsters and beasts, and he is driven by the passion to help and save others.
Character Name: Chandler Airevall
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: Average height, about 5'8. He has a very calm expression on his face, and his brown hair blew with the wind. His blue-grey eyes sparkle.
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?”
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"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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