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Henry has borned in to a small family. He was only son of Lodmund family,a family wich were mostly known as ''poors'' that trying to stand on their foots When Henry was 12 a criminal syndicate which owed a considerable amount to Henry’s father raided their family household and burned it down with everyone inside. Henry was able to survive the raid but he never remembered how he did it. 12 and alone Henry traveled the lands. As his father, his talents laid with Swords and honor. He was taught the art of sword but he always believed swinging swords was the job of their family guards, his job was to earn the gold which hired them. His talents were useless without certain conditions in the real world. He managed to survive until his 15th name day with mediocre jobs, he was always tired and always hungry. At his 15th age he found his way in to the cloud temple. Priests took care of him. There he met Glaber Rothsield. Henry found light again with Glaber, for Henry also had a scheming and evil mind. Glaber made Henry remember the old days and they began scheming for little victories in the temple. Priests saw the seed of evil and banished them. After their banishment they found sanction in dockyards in the old family household of Glaber, but they soon were banished from there by Glaber’s father. Glaber killed his father in his anger, an incident which was witnessed by his 4th wife, sadly. Henry now 28, with Glaber returned to his birthplace The city of Haense, markev. as fugitives. His adventure was just beginning. -note Im reapplying cuz of change in name so sky told me to copy and paste with your new nickname

Character Name: Henry Lodmund

Character Race: Human

Character Gender: Male

Character Age: 28

Physical Description: Height around 182-186 cm Black-white hair, Long beard a little bit muscular appearance carrying an old looking longsword behind him.

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.))

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"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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