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  • Rules: Yes
    Referral: Through a Friend
    In your own words, what is powergaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Using information that your character doesn't know IRP. This can also apply to if you die and you're supposed to forget how you died but you didn't.
    In your own words, what is metagaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: power gaming is essentially emoting something like "*I cut your arm off" instead of "*I swing at your arm, with the intention of cutting it off" Powergaming doesn't give the other person a chance to react in a situation. Which isn't very nice.
    Status: Accepted

Annabelle was the second youngest child born into the noble family of Lyndonn, who settled just north of the Yatl wastelands in the Sleetfells, and have always been wealthy and the family lived off of subsistence farming. Annabelle dreamed of finding her soulmate was destined to be in an arranged marriage with someone from another noble family.

Because of their location, and the recent expansion of the Yatl Wastelands, the Lyndonn family’s food supply diminished quickly. Annabelle, being the smart woman she is, realized that the days with her family were numbered, and set off north, away from the Sleetfells, to try and make something of herself. However, she doesn’t have much knowledge of the outside world, as she has lived in the family’s estate her whole life, and isn’t accustomed to the customs of daily life.


Character Name: Annabelle Lyndonn
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 21
Physical Description: Annabelle Lyndonn stands at 5'5" with wavy light brown hair, with fair skin (but some freckles on her face), hazel eyes and wears a bright Green Dress
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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