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uwu_peep

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    • Rules: Yes
    Referral: Other
    In your own words, what is powergaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: taking info from out of real life and out of your characters life/server and using it to help yourself/your friends.
    In your own words, what is metagaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: when someone is trying to control what happens to another player without giving them even a slight chance at defending or denying the ability to defend themself
    Status: Accepted

Axol is from the Dominican Of Malin . Her mother Syhtiza birthed her in the woods outside of Irrinor after her father Fohron was killed in battle. Axol is 115 years old and has since left Irrinor looking for adventure in the wild by herself. Axol has never had a job and has only worked in her mothers garden back in Irrinor many years before. Her mother was a wood elf and her father was a snow elf giving her pale white skin and brown hair, contracting abilities from both parents. She does not yet understand what she can do but has very high hopes on what she can do. Axol has no brothers or sisters and only had very few friends while living with her mother in Irrinor and eventually lost all contact from them being in her reasons to leave as well. Axol left her home on the note of her father's death after her mother told her why he had not been around while she was growing up, as her mother insisted he was on a trip. Axol hopes to find more for herself and avenge her father for the efforts drawn upon him .

Character Name: Axol
Character Race: Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 115
Physical Description: Axol is a small fragile elfling. pale white glowing skin, beautiful black shining eyes and short brown hair with rosy red cheeks.
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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