As a child, I grew up among humans. Part of that being I was adopted by humans. My parents had gotten shot by hunters and I had lived somehow. I was adopted by two humans who lived in Jade Peaks. I was bullied by other kids for being a snow elf. The towns people also looked down upon my adoptive parents and rallied together to murder them. I was the only one to attend their funeral. Eventually, locked myself away and got interested in books and healing. I became astute in herbs and healing at a young age. I learned more on snow elves and their culture when I grew up. I picked up on many ancient and modern languages, as well. I also learned about snow elf magic and I would like to be taught how to use it.
Character Name: Azalea
Character Race: SNOW_ELF
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: I have silver eyes,pale skin,and silver hair.I'm around 5''6. I have a branch crown around my head with white lilies.
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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