A wanderer. A loner. His family were farmers, living in the Kingdom of Haense. One day, while he was working on the field, his home was attacked by a troupe of criminals. When he finally returned from his work, it was too late. His parents and sibling dead, his house emptied. At age 15, he was alone. He swore to take vengeance, and began hunting the murderers. From The Bole Mounds to The Frozen Pines, he scoured Atlas, until one day, he found them camped out in the Pridelands, and at night, he struck. Unconscious, they were all swiftly taken care of. His battle over, it took some time for him to decide on what to do.
He began to wander, using the skills he learned on the farm to his advantage, and would camp out wherever he saw fit. This is what he does to this very day, having been in most parts of the land, however he avoids Haense as a whole, perhaps because of the painful memories, or perhaps he just wishes to not return.
Character Name: Deoran Kentano
Character Race: Highlander
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 36
Physical Description: A tall man with blue eyes and brown hair. Wearing an unkept cloak. Underneath, his clothing is just as dirty.
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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