Irythril is a traveler. He lives off of wherever he is, and does whatever he can for adventure. He was born in the Dominion of Malin, and left as soon as possible, as he found city life boring. Through his travels, he has learned that he must do whatever he deems necessary to survive. He doesn't belong to any seed, and tries to avoid physical conflicts, but if his only options are to submit or fight, he would normally fight.
Character Name: Irythril Chamius
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 188
Physical Description: Irythril has reddish-brown hair, blue eyes, and light skin, (For a wood elf) He wears little in ways of armor, but instead wears a light, green coat.
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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