Clementine, grew up along the Baltas River as the only child of Leo Florence and Maria Florence. From a young age Clementine discovered a passion for art and painting. Her parent's wanting to keep Clementine hidden and away from the world, would not allow her to attend school, but instead to hire a tutor. From age 7, Clementine learned manners, riding, history, painting and writing. Because of Clementine's beauty, at age 15, she was captured by two town invaders. Her father luckily found her three hours into the journey and rescued her. Clementine was thankfully untouched and safe. The traumatic experience left Clementine emotionally hurt, and made it hard for her to trust strangers and future loved ones. She invested most of her time into painting. 3 years later she was ready to venture out into the world. Her deep desire for art lead her to travel away from her home and to the busy city of Belvitz. Her goal for her travels: To paint . Clementine now free to let out her adventurous side has no plans for the future, other then too paint and explore the world full of nature.
Character Name: Clementine Victoria Florence
Character Race: Heartlander
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: Femme fetal, thin but hourglass figure. Long light blonde hair, sunbrushed skin, blue/gray eyes, 5'6, 109 pounds. Uniquely pretty.
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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