A Conman by the name of Rayto he came from a more privileged lifestyle not noble but nor poor or suburban either living in . He lived every day going through the motions of basic Academia learning to be ready to inherit the family business but one day while studying something clicked in his brain. He realized he has been living life on autopilot following a path predetermined by his family for most of his life and so for once determined he will actually make a choice of his own. He ran out of the university and ensued a life of chaotic crime stealing, scamming, gambling, identity fraud, etc. He perused a life of thrills then a life of boring and monotonous paperwork. Running away from his privileged lifestyle he lives among the crooked to get a quick buck and run.
Height: 5'10
Hair: Brown and a messy semi curled hair
Eye Color: While hidden he has black eyes
Weight: 140
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)
Cautiously Rayto approaches the chair taking a seat as she looks at the stranger “Shabby place yah got here!” He scans the woman looking at her up and down “Well if you were expecting me there's a chance you're possibly a customer and since I don’t exactly recognize your face I know you're definitely not a returning one!” He cracks his knuckles and he begins giving a grin “I come from a place not of any real importance to you or me! A hometown is a useless belief. We walk and walk, being stationary to one down is simply asinine!” He exhales seemingly annoyed at such a boring and unlikable question “But as for what I make of myself…I want my face on the papers! A man wanted by the public and the patrolmen! As long as I am remembered and known I am happy and being happy is really all I see for myself!”.
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