A dwarf that have some problems with drinking but have a determination to be the best waponsmith of the entire realm. Because of a war called War of the Beards, the dwarves split, so he decided to became a pilgrim to get more experience in blacksmith. In this pilgrimage seeking for getting experience he was following to Kaz'Ulrah and he heard that has nothing left in there, so he changed the Way to Dunshire, near Dunshire he heard about a society called “Soul Society”, that was getting bigger and bigger with some evil deeds, he is seeking more information about that because he don’t like people getting evil just because, but if the best blacksmith on the realm was an evil player, his mission would be learn with him and try to make him stop being such a evil being.
Character Name: Faer
Character Race: Dwarf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 132
Physical Description: Weight: 213 lbs, Height: 4.1 ft , Eye Color: Blue (change in my skin), Hair Color: Red
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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