Cassius was born near Caliphate in a small wooden house where he grew up not liking his farmer/woodcutter life, he felt it was too monotone. After arguing to his family about his perspective of life and such he ran away from home when he as 18.
He discovered and travelled locations no other would have done because of the way some lifes are, he learnt about such diverses cultures, differents types of political administration.
He’s still wandering around looking for more and more to learn but having his family on his toughts, remembering how different his life would have been if he hadn’t choose the paths he has chosen.
Cassius doesn’t really staying in a place and the same goes to people. Far from love Cassius didn’t really care about company or friends along his journey.
As he has been love by one or another type of tribe/civilization he has been hated by others
Character Name: Cassius
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 30
Physical Description: Height:177 [cm]
Skin tone: Pale
Physique: Plump
Hair colour: Dark brown
Eyes colour: Brown
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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