Yhendral is a Wood Elf, 170 years old, not too old, maybe mid twenties by Wood Elf standards, and originates from a small unnamed seed on the fringes of the Dominion of Malin. His upbringing troubled, as a skirmish with a group of high elves resulted in most of his seed being destroyed, he became a sort of black sheep, not quite in touch with traditional values such as joining a seed or holding familial values close. Fairly untrusting, he spent most of his early years deep in the forests of Malin, bonding with the animals and connecting with nature on a deeper level then most before him. He likes being isolated, as working in groups is not his forte. He feels secure when trees, the breeze, and animals are around to shelter him.
Character Name: Yhendral
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 170
Physical Description: A wood elf, around 6 feet tall, thin, light brown hair and green eyes, fairly lanky for a Wood Elf, small grey streak in hair
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…
Screenshot of Skin:
Recommended Comments