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MissMoneko

MissMoneko

By MissMoneko

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Moneko was born in a home in Haelunor in the Isles of Axios on the year of 1596 a year after the Dissolution of the Holy Orenian Empire, her parents we're perfect at raising her, she had alot of friends growing up, made some, lost some. although not as smart as the other high elves she had an amazing memory. Moneko didn't like exploring or even leaving the city, she loved it there too much with all the people she had met. at the age of 24 a strange man was talking with Moneko's parents, he had black clothing on and a big red hood and he sounded very angry, minutes passed and the mad man unshealthed a sword, before her parents could react the man stabbed them to death, unknown of the reason Moneko with intense emotions charged at the man hitting him but doing no harm, the man simply chuckled and pushed Moneko to the ground in an instant, with that he rushed out the doors leaving them open and gone, never to be seen again. she was taken in by other family members, overcome by sadness she had cried for days, and at the end of it all she vowed to one day find the killer of her parents and avenge them.

Character Name: Moneko
Character Race: High Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 52
Physical Description: character description: light grey eyes, blonde hair, pale skin, wears a red robe.
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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