I am Artorius, a heartlander, coming from an ancestry of blacksmiths and soldiers. I was born in Carolustadt. My family was a part of the Oren empire. I am an only child and left my parents to peruse my dreams at the age of 18. Two of my ancestors were soldiers during the Eighteen Year’s conflict and died securing the imperial victory of the Battle of Seahelm. They died in the final charge down the hill as the Imperials surrounded the rebel army. Now I live in peace honing my skills to one day follow in my ancestors footsteps and support the army by either a blacksmith or a soldier.
Character Name: Artorius
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 20
Physical Description: Black short hair, 6 feet tall, athletic build, grey eyes, pale skin, and clean shaven
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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