A young lad born in in the Southern Lands of Atlas (closer to Markev). His parents died while he was young and left his uncle to care for him. Once the Uncle deemed the boy old enough to survive on his own, Sigfred was kicked out and left to find his own means of survival. He learned how to handle a sword by his sixteenth birthday. When he was walking alone he found himself lost, but to his prevail he found Markev. He was relieved in seeing a place he had known due to his uncle taking him there for the markets.
Character Name: Sigfred Agnar
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: Green eyes, somewhat tall, orangish hair, no scars, no burns, wears a Cannonist cross on his shirt.
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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