Dulrose is a self described trader in the ‘beauty arts’. He believes himself to be an object of great beauty and aspires to make this known, but also to help those less appealing than himself to reach his magnificence. To do this he travels, collecting various plants and other materials to fashion his own clothing, perfumes, beauty accessories and the occasional art-work. His speciality is self portraits. His vain obsession with the beautiful leads him to come off as rude and boastful, but this is often contrary to how he actually feels.
Now that he has amassed quite a collection of materials to work with, he seeks to settle down with his kin in the Velunor district of Caras Eldar in the Dominion, to work on beautifying both it’s residents and the district itself. He was torn between this location and Sutica as both appealed as free and open trading hubs, but feels that his fellow Mali’ker are more easily attuned to becoming the beautiful creatures that all Elves should, in his less-than-humble opinion, be.
Character Name: Dulrose
Character Race: Dark Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 60
Physical Description: An eloquently dressed Mali'ker with carefully styled hair and wearing garish purple lipstick, dark hair and purple 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.))
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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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