Bertholdt was born in Belvitz, but he does not remember his parents, since they left him in a ditch. Someone from the gutters, took him in and raised him as his own, he learned how to fight, how to steal, how to get by, how to use his words properly. He joined lots of organizations but always left because he couldnt fit in, after 18 years of fighting,killing,stealing a kindred soul Arthur Windhelm, Chamberlain of Pembroke found him and took him in, since then he's been a friend and father to him and Bertholdt now lives in Pembroke, serving as a Crimson Guard.
Character Name: Bertholdt
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 25
Physical Description: A tall, black haired man with piercing blue eyes, looks intimidating and always angry.
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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