A humble cave dwarf who lived with his small family. During the entirety of their lives they had always stayed at home as I went out to mine, one day however tragedy strikes as they attack... It was his brother who had despised him since the day they were born their parents had loved me more because I was smarter and stronger than him he hated me for it and because he knew he would never defeat me he caught my whole family off guard. I attempted to save them but it was all too late they were gone.
I saw my Childs' throats splattered across the floor and there was not a single sign of my wife so I know he had taken her I carry my daughters favourite toy and my sons poleaxe and vowed to save their mother and end my brother
Character Name: Killian
Character Race: Dwarf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: brown beard strong blue eyes
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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