My story starts as a humble baker working for my father. Our bakery was located in the capital of the Kingdom of the Westerlands until it was besieged and taken by the undead. They killed my family and friends while I just hid in a cupboard. I felt so bad for not doing anything to help my father, mother, brothers, and friends. That is why I have been traveling to find small and odd jobs to work up money and find a home. Since then I have to rely on inns for my food and rest. I do want to help out Bastion by joining their army and fighting off the undead minions, and maybe even retake Bastion once and for all.
Character Name: Ailwin
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 23
Physical Description: A young adult searching for ways to become a knight.
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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