He is a drunkard who smells really bad because his father was an orc and his second mother was a high elf. He grew up in a tiny village and got in a lot of trouble due to racist villagers who didn't approve of the poor genetic monstrosity. He joined a band of raiders who almost killed him making him scarred for life on his left leg. He was born in Atlas.
Character Name: John Habsburg
Character Race: Orc
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: Half orc half high elf. Wears only a loincloth because of his horrible inbred deformities He smells foul and is addicted to ale
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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