((Share your character’s backstory! Please ensure it’s at least six sentences, written in third person, and references to the server lore, including a current realm in our map.))
Kitori Maho, comes from the eastern forest of Azuras, between the Imperial Crownlands, Iryhlen, and Churost, he was raised in a quiet, tree-filled environment alongside his family, where they avoided most people, they encountered and survived on their own through hunting and tending small farms. Kitori has a cheerful and easygoing personality, often smiling even in situations where most people would feel lost or overwhelmed, he tends to live in the moment, not really knowing what he's doing half the time, yet somehow managing to get things done, though not always in the way he intended. . .
Him and his family have been surviving for a while, but until, one by one, his family began to die, some to sickness, others to accidents, and some through strangers, until only Kitori, his sister, and their father remained, when his sister was badly injured, Kitori begged his father to seek help from nearby settlements or city-folk, believing they might be able to save her. His father refused, insisting that the people were unreliable and dangerous, and the two argued constantly as his sister's condition worsen. . .
As things calms down between them, Kitori attempted to sneak his sister out to find help, but his father discovered them before they could leave, they let out another heated argument that went out of control, until his father suddenly snapped and struck Kitori's head with a stone, leaving him dazed and barely conscious, as his father moved to finish him, reaching for his neck, Kitori's sister gathered what strength she had left and pushed their father away, sending both of them over a nearby cliff, their deaths were instant, but Kitori never saw it happen. . .
He woke up at sunrise with a pounding head, his memories are a blur and incomplete, he could not recall what had happened, nor did he realize that the last of his family had died behind him. . . Now, Kitori wanders the forest between the three regions, surviving by instinct, hunting, bathing in nearby ponds or lakes, and occasionally visiting small settlements to trade or ruins to explore, though he sometimes ventures into cities out of curiosity, though he often forgets them within days. . . With no clear purpose and only fragments of his past remaining, searching for meaning without even knowing what he has truly lost. . .
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?”
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Kitori cycles between looking up at the old hag then at the furniture & objects around the room, before sitting down to where the old lady pointed at "Umm- so yeah. . . I'm not really sure where I'm from nor do I have even had a home, but! I think it was somewhere in a forest like this isolated room. . ." his eye wander for a bit more "I used to live with my family, we didn't talk to people much, just hunts and staying away from civilization" He paused for a bit as if trying to remember more, before letting out a quiet chuckle "Now I just walk around, trade sometimes, watch people from afar. . . It's kinda interesting seeing how others live" He leans forward slightly, resting his chin on his hand "Though. . . I forget things a lot, so every day feels a bit new to me" He then now let's out a smile as he lazily leans back to his chair "Oh I now just hope to find something interesting everyday! Or at least find a way to live my life, that is just not pure forest survival, Like for example! Spying on the guards to see what they are up to, listening to someone's drama, way better when you have snacks with you, also walking up five hundred miles and I might walk five hundred more! One more interesting thing is skinni-" He paused for a moment, raising his hand to rub the back of his neck "Wa-wait. . . What are we talking about again?" He looks around a bit "And where am I?" He lets out a low hum, curling up his legs before staring back at the old hag "O-oh- sorry, senior. . ."
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