Melissa, daughter of Keishous Steidos and Eiliin Steidos, was born in 1694. At the age of nine, though, her parents left her on a road near Renatus, the trip took a few days, since they lived in Haense, but they eventually got there. The reason for leaving her there was simply because they were running out of money, and could no longer take care of her. Of course, someone found her, Evelyn Kadion, her stepmother, Evelyn was sadly widowed a few years before she found Melissa, so Melissa would never get a stepdad. Once Melissa was old enough, at the age of 15, she began working at a farm, but one day, (Age 17) her stepmother fell down a well, and died, Melissa knew this because she had left behind a few pieces of her clothes that ripped on the wooden part of the well, after mourning her stepmother for a few days, she continued to work, until she was 18, and chose to quit, and found another job as a bartender continuing to work there and live a normal life, still living that normal life today.
Character Name: Melissa K. Steidos
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 19
Physical Description: Melissa has pale skin with rosy cheeks, light freckles across her cheeks and under her eyes, with dark black hair and dark brown eyes.
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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