Jack Harris was born in 1640 in the Kingdom of Haense, in the north of the Tahn continent in Axios. When he was three years old, his family traveled to Atlas and settled down in a cottage in the forest to the east of the Czena river. His mother was a hunter and his father was a lumberjack. They would often take Jack to work with them, allowing him to achieve above average physical strength and learn hunting and woodcutting at an early age. His parents went on trips to the city of Haense to sell their materials, but never took Jack with them. His childhood was not a happy one, since his father had physically abused both him and his mother. Jack didn't have much social interaction except with his parents and some travelers. When he wasn't working for his parents, he would steal books from his father to read about culture, professions and hunting.
After Jack's mother died when he was 17, his father became increasingly abusive. On a cold night, Jack escaped his father and fled to Haense. There, he begins his search for work and goal to distract him from his past.
Character Name: Jack Harris
Character Race: Highlander
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: Jack is a slim, pale boy who's taller than average. He has ocean blue eyes and light brown, medium-length hair and smooth skin.
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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