"Grom Grew In San'Raath, Grom grew fast in constant war, Grom grew tired of war... Other Olog Didn't Like When Grom Think For Grom's self, Tossed Grom Out They Did.
Told Grom Was Broken, But Grom not broken, Grom Just Brain Good, Grom Rather Speak Good, Then Bash, Smash, and Crash... Now Grom Here... Wherever Here Is...
Grom Slightly Hungry, Got Food For Grom?"
Character Name: Grom
Character Race: OLOG
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 23
Physical Description: One would see at first glance, a tall, dark grey skinned monstrosity. Standing at darn near 13 feet tall, Grom is a sight to behold.
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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