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Graxion

Graxion

By Graxion

    • Rules: Yes
    Referral: minecraft-server.net
    In your own words, what is powergaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Using out of game information in the role play for the changing of events.
    In your own words, what is metagaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Forcing your actions on others with no way of countering it. I.E " i cut them in half, instantly killing them " the other person has not been given the chose to counter the attack. 1
    Status: Accepted

I came from a far land known as rivia with my brother Coaren to seek wanderlust and seeking power. My brother and I at homeland went different paths in combat I, Graxion went down the path of a Ranger, archery has always had a interest in my heart, the concept of staying back lending a hand from afar was a interesting concept but getting up close and personal when needed. As my brother and I completed our paths we starting heading over to Atlas. But before this we need to fund our long journey we decided to become mercenary band called the direwolfes, it wasn't the easiest being a mercenary. As we going along our normal whereabouts as mercenaries and man of the title Ser, kizaru brutally slaughter our band. My brother and I we among the few survivors we split our sperate ways from the other survivors , we realized how powerless and weak we were amongst death itself and so we seeked out more power.

Character Name: Graxion
Character Race: Farfolk
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 19
Physical Description: A tall slim male with a slight rough shave to his face, his eyes are a very darkish blue that draw people in. His hair is messy with a slight gold.
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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