Orkitis was born of simple circumstances and with nothing to his family's name, spending years honing skills as a carpenter, farmer, and fisherman on city outskirts for the majority of his life. His family was very tightly-knit, and in being the son of a swordsmith he found a taste for swordplay at an early age, although the soft-spoken youth was delicate when handling a weapon and often avoided confrontation, preferring his rural life. Centuries passed and wars were waged, and in his old age Orkitis determined a change of scenery was necessary. When the Descendants struck land in Atlas, he vowed to make use of what time he had left to explore the new realm that laid open, excited to venture to the Enclave of Ker'nor to meet up with his brethren and join them at last.
Character Name: Orkitis
Character Race: Dark Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 976
Physical Description: Orkitis stands at 6', weighing in at 105 pounds. Purple eyes and wrinkled, cracked skin from old age.
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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