A Heart-lander, born in the city of Carolustadt and brought up in the streets of many cities and kingdoms, due to his parents being travelling merchants. As a result he is somewhat well educated, having seen his fair share of the world around him has helped in teaching general knowledge. Has had an eventful life, if not one that particularly favored him as such, hence his name. Of course, he’s won the odd drunken brawl and has shown some semblance of raw strength, thanks to the basic training he received whilst is Carolustadt, but never been much of a skilled warrior. Spends his days roaming the streets and the wilderness beyond, searching for some purpose he does not yet know of. Money has been of no issue to him, not because he has an abundance, but rather he has little use for it, food in his stomach and a cheap sword on his back is usually enough to get through the day. He has worked many jobs in many places, some almost seemed permanent, until the longing for travel set him on his path again. For now he makes his coin through odd jobs and favors, getting by day by day.
Character Name: Geoff the Mediocre
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 28
Physical Description: An interesting lad, is that Geoff. Not too tall or intimidating, maybe 5"10 at most, hardly a sight to behold in regards to physical form.
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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