Piddle grew up in Fenn, and is currently 64 years old. He was a complete degenerate. Never did anything productive with his life, even though his parents were insistent that he take over the family bakery. Instead he turned to drugs and a life of petty crime. This went on for his entire adolescent life, continuing in his adult years. Friends and family eventually gave up on piddle, even going so far as to kick him out of the house assuming he abandoned the family business. Now Piddle can be found mooching off whoever will take him in, or working low quality jobs to afford his drug habits.
Character Name: Piddle Danlychk
Character Race: SNOW_ELF
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: 5'11" Slimmer and more fair skin than average. Sharp jawline with a cleft chin. Always looks a little angry.
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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