His Name Is Callon Elrohir,Born In the outskirts of the dominion of malin living close to Valleinor ,after he was born orcs and other vile creatures attacked his home,his father and mother leaving him to alive with the Eagles,always wondering what happened that night,not knowing if his parents are alive or dead,Learning many skills from the eagles,,He hates orcs and anything that trys to hurt him or anyone he cares for,even if its very few,he resents his parents for leaving him,even if it was for the best,he dosent like magic nor does he ever want to use it,he isn't religious whatsoever only believing in what he see's,sometimes not even believing that,He isn't too friendly to dwarfs but respects them only knowing what he was taught by the eagles and what he taught himselfs,he only truly believes one thing,and that's he will find his parents,dead or alive
Character Name: Callon Elrohir
Character Race: High Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 156
Physical Description: Brown short shaggy hair,Purpleish eyes and an adventure type outfit
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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