Nicolai originated from Haense.
He grew up from the care of his father, lacking one of a mothers. She passes shortly after his birth. During his childhood he seemed small for his age, not tall enough, not enough muscle on his bones and so forth.. But that did not stop Nicolai from doing what he wanted! He continued to help his father out with physical labour to always have food on their plate at the end of the day.
As Nicolai got older, he felt that he lacked meaning, or even a purpose in his life. He didn’t want to settle down and have kids, like his father wished for him. He wanted to experience what the world had in store for him and explore. He wanted to see what knowledge and wisdom that was hidden in plain sight, in every corner of the world, and take that with him for when the time came to settle down by his own terms. And so the days went by, until finally his 19th birthday came creeping around the corner, and he had the courage to leave his father and wander out into the world and get the most out of what life has to offer.
Character Name: Nicolai Kovalenko
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 25
Physical Description: Dark green eyes ☂ Fluffy/Curly brown hair ☂ Olive toned skin ☂ Fragile/Slim body ☂ Very doe-like (big eyes, nervous & so etc..) ☂ Height: 5'5"
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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