Robert Ken, a once kind genuine man who snapped. His dandy old farm from santegia just couldn't cut it. The drought season came. It made all his crops wilt when he had nothing else. His last bit of social interaction was on that day, it wasn't very kind though. The tax collectors took the rest of his money and left him the property in guilt. He became insane sharpening his axe against anything he could in his dandy old farm. Starting to stab himself with it too. Its disappointing too. He used to be kind, but years of neglect can push someone off the edge, and now he wants revenge. It was 2 years since that day, we don't know exactly when he will return.
Character Name: Robert Ken
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 25
Physical Description: Green robe, intimidating, bearded, scars on arms from self harm, 5.8 inches tall, skinny, muscular.
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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