Ever was born to a dark elf under the house Do'Urden, just before its fall. Although young, he has shown a natural talent for blacksmithing and basic swordplay. After his house fell, he was forced unto the streets of
Khel'seth, oucast as an emblem-less mercenary. While working as a mercenary, he honed both his sword skills and smithing abilities, fighting the conflicts of any high bidders who hired him frequently. He has been in many near-death experiences that involved being outnumbered or even just having someone too tough for him to beat. The only person who has had his back and had saved him several times was his friend, Dri'ez, who he had met after being forced to live on the streets. In one battle however, Ever was not able to save his friend, who died at the axe of an orc. Not able to stand his loss, he left the city of Ker'nor to wander the world in search of purpose.
Character Name: Ever of Do'Urden
Character Race: Dark Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 38
Physical Description: He looks young and healthy. He has white hair down to below his shoulders. He is tall, dark skinned, and muscular. He has red-purplish eyes.
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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