Born in the year 1630 to a extremely patriotic Renatian family. His young life was rather boring, going through the normal life of what is a Renatus family, a healthy father and a healthy mother, two younger sisters two pigs one cow. However soon war came to the Renatian peoples, the Norlanders had raises there flags in rebellion, Johns father had picked up the blade, however John himself was ordered to look after the farmstead in his steed. His father would meet his end at the axe of a savage Norlander. John would respect his fathers wishes and stay home to look after his grieving mother and sisters. However now at the older age of forty, both of his sisters moved out and his mother recently deceased, gently into the night taken by old age. Now he has nothing holding him back, if war would to come to Renatus or a oppurtunity for John come by his way, nothing to stop him from snatching it.
Character Name: John Crastings
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 40
Physical Description: Brown hair, green eyes, a man of lean build coming to stand to a height of around a height of 5'10
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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