Due to the political wars occuring, and the fall of Norland, Haelunor began to be in danger. Aias decided to be educated on the arts of war and combat, to prepare himself if anything happened. He hoped and hoped he would never have to use what he learns, but he knew he would have to if worse came to worse. He remembered his father telling him stories about war and anguish in the past land of Axios, and he told himself that he would never experience that in his lifetime. Aias took after his father, a courageous yet passive man, who would only fight if the situation was dire, but they would rather not participate in anything violent.
Character Name: Aias Perlamin
Character Race: High Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 65
Physical Description: 6,0. Lanky. Glowing white hair. Green eyes. Pale
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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