You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.”
((How do you respond?))
Example:
"Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until… "I hail from Northern Lands." Commented Isaac as he took a seat. "I was penned by an old Orenian to come here, and I wear the armor of an armys-men." He'd jest. "Can you direct me to the city of Providence?" He'd comment, not knowing that the city has fallen.
By shaunielol
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Rules: Yes
Referral: Through a Friend
Discord: shaunie#2720
How do you avoid powergaming in roleplay?: I would warn them about what they are doing, and if they continue doing so, i will reach out to a staff member.
How does metagaming disrupt fair roleplay?: It ruins the immersion of the story that is being told and it wouldn't be legit because it was said through a third party platform
Status: Accepted
Character Name: Isaac
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 19
Physical Description: 6'4 , Black Hair , Hazel Eyes , Stern Build , 185 , scar under eye
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