Lorith was born to a hunter and his wife, Theodore and Andressa Carroris near Renatus. He learned their trade and quickly became proficient with the tools, but couldn’t find himself willing to hunt. Killing was the easy part, especially in the cold months when the prey became scarce, but he couldn’t bear the waiting. Once he turned 16, however, he drank an abandoned pint while his father quibbled over prices of rabbit meat with a tavern owner. It was then that Lorith found his true calling. When Lorith was 17, his father fell ill. Nothing the couldn’t be cured with rest, though. The hunting fell to Lorith, and one day while out, he returned to find the house burned. A few of the orcs remained in it still toying with what was left of the place. Lorith ran and was nearly captured multiple times. Now, unsure if his parents are truly dead, he wanders, searching for a place to settle, moving far from Krugmar.
Character Name: Lorith Carroris
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 23
Physical Description: Lorith is a tallish human man with messy blonde hair tucked beneath a brown hat. His greenish eyes are dulled somehow.
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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