Toku is a young woman raised up comfortably in the Princedom of Caurost. Her mother owned a decently popular bakery in the city, where she lived with her many siblings and father. She had a relatively normal life growing up, albeit quite boring. Her parent's weren't very overprotective and gave her chances to go off on her own, but she always found herself too cowardly to step out of their home city. On her 119th birthday though she finally decided she would make a mark somewhere.. hopefully.
She is currently on the road, just having left Caurost in favor of looking for apprenticeship under someone with expertise in magic. Her wish is to become a travelling cleric to provide health and warmth to those travelling. Even if she is a coward, she wants to be useful to somebody. She was always raised with the concept of hospitality engraved deep into her mind, so it's about time for her to start paying it forward. Her journey so far has been less than ideal, as short as it is. She's never left her city nor even looked into the history of places outside of Caurost so she finds herself lost more often than not, struggling to ask people for direction.
Height - 5'4
Weight - 216 lbs
Eye color - Seafoam green
Hair - Light gray
Clothing - Ornate dresses / Shrine maiden
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:
"M-Me?" The young woman would pause for a moment, struggling with forming a proper response to the woman's question. Of course, she did have a reason for being here, but she always felt embarrassed whenever she was meeting new people so her words came out as a shaky mumbled mess. "Well.. I come from the Princedom of Caurost." She hesitated, thinking to herself yet again. Even she wasn't entirely sure yet what she wanted to make of herself, her desire still only a rough concept. "I would like to become a Cleric! S-Specifically I want to get out more, not be so scared all the time.. I want to help travelers and provide them with warmth. I'm c-certainly no fighter, so at least by becoming a cleric I can do something." She would look up at the hag after with a sheepish look on her face, hoping that this answer would be satisfactory for her.
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