I am a simple dwarf from the kingdom of agnarum. I love to mine but I am greedy. the most of my friends have gone and went exploring while I may do that but like my home. I am a mountain dwarf but have travelled to different home lands to find which fits me. I am not a fan of combat but will go if I must. I am the son of hearth hardrock. I do not consider myself as a elder more as a low born. I mostly speak the common tongue and do not know any of the ancient language. I am a mountain dwarf but like to mine cause my parents were from deferent clans.my father from grandaxe and my mother from goldhand.
Character Name: frime hardrock
Character Race: Mountain Dwarf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 27
Physical Description: my dwarf is light toned skin and has red clothing and light brown hair.
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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