came to the kingdom of hanseti-Ruska hoping that I could make a living off of 2 awkwardly placed types of people after hearing the people there most contributed to the religion church of canon selling item that might have some worth but soon got consumed in the military of the area and got training in 1 handed swords and he already knew how to use a halberd
I was not used to all the cold weather but soon got used to the weather
hoping to soon get in the small counsel he left trying to get away from the safety and make his life mean something
my family as first in a country called the realm of Skjoldier and had lived a descent life style but they wanted more for me my mother Senna and father Grotto worked there tails off to get me across to the country Atlas my sister Elena had died at the age of 1 and 5 months but I use that to push me forward
Character Name: argo broodstorm
Character Race: Farfolk
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: black hair browneyes large eyes no mouth shifty skin darker 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.))
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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