You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.”
((How do you respond?))
Chloane look curiously at the hag as She sits down cautiously. "I am chloane from Caras Gladhon, and i have come here for money and to hunt down whatever i am paid to hunt. I was a ranger guard in Caras but now i have turned to a life of thievery and hunting due to being shunned for not wanting to travel to Valinor with most of my people." She reaches over and touches her bow " This bow was a gift from my father who was a famous ranger , when one day he was sent out on a mission to kill some simple deer he thought but soon before he knew it he was killed by a pack of giant spiders as he let down his guard and was fatally wounded. I have made it my mission sense then to never let this bow come to harm and also never take a job without knowing the risks." Chloane takes a deep breath as she leans back slightly. "The woods have changed sense then of course, but at least i still have my mom who had encouraged me through all of this. She's taller then i am somehow but still has this air around her of not only authority but also kindness and the unmistakable aura of a mother. Even when i was younger my mom has helped me like," Chloane raises up her shirt sleeve to show a scar on her arm-"Like when this happened. I was out one day when i fell from the trees of Caras Gladhon and cut my arm extremely deep. I sat there for several minutes crying until my mom came down and helped me up and bandaged me. The entire time she kept telling me it would be okay and that my arm would be alright and it would heal perfectly and she hugged me until it stopped bleeding and my tears ceased." Chloane wipes away tears forming in her eyes as she smiles. "She helped me many times after that and i will always be in debt to her.
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Status: Accepted
Character Name: Chloane Lunea
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: Chloane is a 6'1 wood elf ranger with green eyes who weighs 130 lbs, with brown hair. She wears green ranger attire and also has 2 piercings on ears
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