Acheron was raised by his mother in the Fenn. She taught him all he needed to know about their purity and their savior-god Wyrvun. When he was 13, His mother left without so much as a word to him and didn’t come back. At the age of 15 Acheron decided to join the military and started training. As he was anti-social, Acheron didn’t speak to anyone unless he had to and made no friends. He trained alone and learned to take care of himself. He trained during his free time and sometimes when he was meant to sleep. When he was 48 he became an officer and a few weeks later, went off on his first battle. He held his own and gained confidence in himself. He fought many battle before, after getting too full of himself, Acheron slipped up and and enemy got through his defences, striking him on the temple with a blunt weapon. He awoke weeks later, and learned that he had been discharged from the military. They told him he could come back, but Acheron felt that he wanted to do something different. Something Adventurous.
Character Name: Acheron
Character Race: SNOW_ELF
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 51
Physical Description: Pale purple eyes. blue-ish Silver hair. White unblemished skin. Emotionless look. Chewed finger nails.
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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