Rhovanor a not known name because he gave this name himself, he doesnt know his old name since he was exiled or thats what he thinks bc he doesnt remember his past he only remembers waking up in a dirt hole near caras eldar but he thinks he was exiled from a wood elven camp in the Loftywoods so he changed his name and now wanders atlas in search for his purpose for who he exactly is and why he was exiled. Rhovanor doesnt have many friends he likes more the animals like wolves but he sometimes tries to make friends to maybe help him in his journey. Rhovanor cares much for the nature so he does only harvest when truly needed.
Character Name: Rhovanor
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 19
Physical Description: Rhovanor covers his Mouth he is dressed in a light green leather armor, its possible to see his already healed scars from when he was a child
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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