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    In your own words, what is powergaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Metagaming is the use of outside or real-world knowledge in-character. This may be included in dialogue, actions, or use of real-world resources (such as Skype) to assist one's character in-game. For example, if one has knowledge about a secret event that
    In your own words, what is metagaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Powergaming is similar to god-modding. It's where you force a move or effect on another player without their permission or take control of someone else's character. This most commonly occurs in combat. Example: "Joe attacks Fred and decapitates him" inste
    Status: Accepted

Morrigan was born on the far outskirts of Linandria. She was part of a small, if tight-knit, family, and though it was somewhat isolated, her childhood was a good one. Morrigan found most of her friends in the mountain creatures. She had a particular love for the canids – foxes, wolves, and dogs alike. When she was 12 years of age there was a bandit raid and her family was killed. Instead of finding her way to civilization and seeking help, she disappeared into the wilds. She’d learned to live off the land from her family and though she was young, she was plenty capable. She vowed to avenge her family and when she was 19 she followed through on that oath. Morrigan hunted down and killed every last bandit, and she didn’t make it slow; she revelled in her revenge and the bloodlust that had given her the fierce determination to survive since she was a child.

 

This vengeance took years to complete. When she was 24 she finally killed the last of the bandits and travelled to Caras Eldar, where she worked the odd job. Her feral nature and somewhat evil alignment lead to rash decisions that ultimately ended in her facing the law. She was released when she was 32 and wandered listlessly for a long time. She found herself apprehended by highwaymen and instead of surrendering she fought. This ultimately ended in her defeat and when she awoke, she was in the presence of an apothecary/druid who lived along the road by the name of Rowan.

 

Rowan taught Morrigan how to find her way past her hatred and her inclination to fight. She taught her the way of peace, of protection, of compassion. Rowan, however, was half-human, and thus very mortal. She died of old age when Morrigan was 36 and she once more struck out on her own. Rowan’s lessons left a lasting mark – she decided to find the druids and seek out their teachings, to learn the ways of the woods and how to heal. She decided that she’d fight to become a better person and stay on the right side of the law the best she could. She travelled for a long time before returning home to the Fringe, and, presently, back to Caras Eldar.

 

Here, she’s worked a few odd jobs to keep herself off the streets, but has finally started her journey to finding and joining the druids.


Character Name: Morrigan Featherstone
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 39
Physical Description: Long, auburn hair in a braid; brown eyes. Typically masked with a cowl. Wears greens/browns, gauntlets, quiver of arrows.
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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You are too young to be from the fringe. Fringe was over 200 years ago.

 

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