NOTE: THIS IS A REQUEST FOR AN ALTERNATE ACCOUNT, MY ORIGINAL MINE CRAFT ACCOUNT CAN NO LONGER BE ACCESSED, PREVIOUS ACCEPTED APPLICATION CAN BE SEEN HERE:
I would however like this character to be an aged version of the older persona.
Dae Maethor now older and wiser realizes what Atlas has become. He notices that the old Atlas he has come to love and know is no longer the same. His years doing guard work has developed his mindset, he is no longer as naive as he once was, the populace are unpredictable and things can spiral out of control unpredictably. Dae remains cautious of his surroundings, he initially thought Malinor was worth saving, he's not so sure of this anymore. People's minds are subject to change, mindless narcissism reigns sovereign over the people. Leaders change, motives remain the same. Selflessness is a myth within Atlas at least as Dae Maethor has come to view the world. The only thing that keeps Dae moving is a search for purpose, something worth saving.
Character Name: Dae Maethor
Character Race: Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 140
Physical Description: Wood Elf, 5'7, Melancholic Cold Exterior. Deep Blue Eyes. A green cloak shrouds most of his facial features albeit a long scar across his chin.
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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