In her younger years, she had lived with her father and mother in a small village. They weren't the wealthiest, but they had a roof over their heads. Alvah was a troubled child, and still remains that way. She had been sent to an orphanage due to her odd behaviours towards other neighbouring villagers and even towards her parent guardians. About the orphanage...she didn't react well with that at such a young age either, and acted out towards the caretakers and children there. She was forcefully locked into a room, until, long story short, she had figured and learned a way to get out and escape. Alvah stumbled into a large city with many people. She had became friends with a few of them, one had given her the name Patchwork. She liked the name. Soon enough, her odd behaviours took over her again, making these new friends of hers scared of her, drifting away leaving her in the dust. All this wandering around in the wilderness, killing animals for the joy and for the food, though Alvah was alone. Maybe this was meant to be for her.
Character Name: Patchwork Alvah
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: Alvah is a young girl that can be spotted easily due to her albino-like features. Light hair, pale skin tone, and bright 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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