i am Runik, and i come from well... i dont really know, i was abandoned in the lower right corner of atlas and left for dead as a young cub, until i was found by some old highlanders near the city of Rivid, they raised me until i could leave them and venture out on my own free will, i havnt had an easy life but i have trained myself to handle myself when i need to, i never liked the feeling of taking someones life, but if need be it will happen, some times its kill or be killed in a world like this.. and i am not proud of it but i guess coursing through my blood is the love for thievery as i am very light fingered and dont often get caught, , through-out my life you would think that i would wonder about my munna (mother) and patta (father) but no, they must have abandoned me for a reason and that reason i would not like to find out, maybe some day i will find out the truth, of who i really am.
Character Name: Runik
Character Race: KHARAJYR
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 23
Physical Description: Scar going across left eye, fur stained with the pattern of a cheetah with emeral green eyes with teeth sharp as the finest dagger when he smiles.
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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