Luca was born and raised in the settlement of Reza, both of his parents were there in his life, although his father pressured him into things he didn’t quite want. When Luca was around six years old, his father taught him to begin working in the fields, something he wasn’t very fond of, but learned quickly. During his time in the fields, he often thought of what exactly was outside of Reza, often leaving his work while his father was out to look for any books he could buy with his allowance, and was thrilled with the illustrations he saw. Luca was inspired by the works, and wished that he could one day become an author himself, despite his current situation. One day his father went on a hunt with some of his friends in Reza, and ever since that day, Luca has not seen nor heard of his father. The lack of his father in his life left his family in poverty, having to take up the work for himself. His dreams of becoming an author slowly faded, and the dreams of one day becoming a strong man like his father began.
Character Name: Luca Moltenore
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 23
Physical Description: Luca is around 5'7, has brown hair and blue eyes. He is of Highlander (Hanseti) descent, and has somewhat pale 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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