Telaril Rosewood was a relatively young elf growing up in the Dominion before she got her first taste of adventure, for almost as long as she can remember she's been within the city's walls. That was till she set foot outside and took her first breaths of the fresh air and set her eyes upon the vast landscape. From then on she would travel Atlas, wherever the roads would take her.
Character Name: Telaril Rosewood
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 86
Physical Description: Telaril Rosewood, a 5'2 Wood Elf that usually has the look for adventure, a young appearance. She doesn't seem to speak much, few words go long ways.
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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