Born in the year 1537, 121 year old Alora Mimosa decides to leave her previous life behind and adventure off to pursue her dreams of art. Prior to her decision she had helped run the family business, A small bakery. Not long after her 110th birthday her father passed away from natural causes leaving her mother, herself and her little brother to tend to the bakery. After staying in the same place drawing the same scenery for years, everything around her becomes rather dull as she decides she need a change of scenery and to experience life outside of her normal boundaries. So the only way to accomplish this is to pack up and go. Along the way she stumbles upon the Elvin Dominion. She decides to make a rest stop here for new inspiration which lies within her kin...... to be continued.....
(The skin file I uploaded is still being worked on, I will try and Finnish it as soon as possible ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ)
(p.s. I'm sorry i couldn't respond to my previous application in the allowed time, I ended up going out of town for the week end)
Character Name: Alora Mimosa
Character Race: Dark Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 121
Physical Description: Long white hair, Glowing red eyes with a long structured face, has an hour glass figure. Normally covered in paint and toting her sketch pad along.
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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