ScreechingZeke

Alaveria is a young wood elf who lives in Irrinor to a woodworking family. Her mother is very religious and has taught her about Aspectism from before she can remember. While Aspectism isn't her whole life as such her mom is closer to that, religion plays a large role into Alaverias life. Her mother has insisted she, one day, attempt to enter a Fae ring. Alaveria is currently living with her parents and looking for a job so that she can move out and start her own life in Irrinor. Her father has been teaching her basic woodworking skills in hopes she will take up in his profession. She enjoys playing in water such as lakes and rivers. She is extremely stubborn and once she is on an idea it is hard to derail her. This has led to a few mishaps, including falling out of more than a few trees. She has not broken any bones yet and feels very lucky not to have thus far. Ever since her mid 30's she has been interested in the herbalism business and hopes to become an herbalist doctor.

Character Name: Alaveria Manion

Character Race: Wood Elf

Character Gender: Female

Character Age: 48

Physical Description: Alaveria is a young wood elf from Irrinor born into a woodworking family, her mother is extremely religious.

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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