Alein Ronedhel was born in a small farming community on the outskirts of Dominion. His mother, Elsie, died shortly after he was born, and his grieving father commited suicide a few days after. this resulted in Alein being sent to an orphanage in Dominion, where he spent most of his childhood. Eventually, he escaped the orphanage and roamed the streets homeless, until he was found and taken in by a poor single mother named Gana. She taught Alein everything she knew and loved him dearly, working over-hours at the tavern cleaning, so she could make enough money for the two to survive. Gana taught Alein how to read and write, and to some extent, fight. 30 years passed, and Gana’s memory began to fail her. Day after day, her mental state declined, until one day, Alein returned to see his stepmother, dead in her chair. Alein had no choice but to pack up what little he still had and set out on the road again, not certain of what would happen in days and months to come.
Character Name: Alein Ronedhel
Character Race: Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 67
Physical Description: Alein has teal eyes, a slim body, and brown hair. He has defined eyebrows and a thin face with sharp cheekbones, as well as a defined jawline.
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.))
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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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