Necror Nightblade, Vanautras Nightblade, Vules Nightblade and Valit Nightblade. We are siblings that belong to the Stormarrow family. We were adopted at a young age and quickly made bonds with this family. Necror is highly skilled in using daggers and is the sneakiest of us 4 brothers, Vanautras has the sight of a hawk and is able to hit any target with his longbow, I Valit am the strongest out of all of us, I carry a Broadsword able to pierce any set of armour with my strength. Last but not least, Vules is a sorcerer who has mastered the arts of dark and light magic. Together we were unstoppable but one day we discovered the reason why we are orphans. The Stormarrow family together with the Trinity family has killed all the Nightblade family members for helping the Dak´ir banish them. They wiped our minds and when we found out, they took up their old family name and swore vengance on the Stormarrow family and the Dark Trinity, fighting for justice and vengeance they reside in the outskirts of Aegrothond. But one night we were ambushed and stripped of their equipment forcing them to start anew...
Character Name: Valit Nightblade
Character Race: Dark Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 53
Physical Description: I Valit Nightblade am the strongest of my siblings and I always carry along my Broadsword to pierce any armor if needed.
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?”
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"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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