- Came from poor childhood
- Parents murdered
-Came from different continent
-Struggles with other languages
-Came from a farm in the middle of nowhere
-Enjoys hunting as a profession
The traveler 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.))
"I apologize for interrupting, miss. I was simply looking for a place to stay." Jebidiah said as he entered the shack. He looked around momentarily before taking a seat. "I come from a poor family from another continent, far, far away. My parents were murdered when i was a child, and i had to fend for myself." Jebidiah paused as he looked at the old hag. "Nonetheless, it's nice to meet you. My name is Jebidiah. Yours?" he sat expectantly, awaiting the hag's response. When she did do so to answer, he nodded, and left the shack. All in search for a place to call home.

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