Cemal was the 2nd son of his family, a humble but proud one from Rivia. Until Rivia was defeated and its citizens were forced out, Cemal was happy there but with war came hard days. He lost his family to do war of the mad Duke and he was left all alone. He was reduced to work for bread and begging. Now he walks the roads of Atlas, to find food, to find a home, to survive. He travelled and travelled. He had a lot of friends in his travels.
And now he is in a group from Turkin race.He is living with them and continuing his life.
Character Name: Cemal
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 27
Physical Description: A little bag, sack of golds and 2 dagger slot hanging in his belt. Blue eyed Black straight hair and long nose. 1.72 metre and 75 kg
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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