Mikkel was born within the district of Irrinor, within the Dominion of Malin, where his mother and father taught him to make clothes and work with leather. He often shirked his responsibilities and preferred to explore the city around him, finding new wonders under each pebble. Even in his classes he daydreamed about adventure, about seeing the Dwarven kingdom of Kaz-Ulrah, the Princedom of Fenn, and even making a pilgrimage to the Cloud Temple. Mikkel was always a dreamer. He longed for more excitement than the humdrum day of a leather working boy. He wants to see the rest of the realm of Atlas.
Character Name: Mikkel
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 37
Physical Description: A Wood Elf stands before you, about 5'6", wearing a red and slightly ragged tunic, a matching red hat, and boots covered in mud.
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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