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  • Rules: Yes
    Referral: Other
    In your own words, what is powergaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Using knowledge my character doesn't have access to, like knowing the weakness of a creature I've never seen before because I read the wiki
    In your own words, what is metagaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Taking action on behalf of another player (especially without their permission)
    Status: Accepted

Orfea was born in the outskirts of Linandria. As much as she loved her home city, she always dreamed of travelling the world. To that end, on reaching adulthood, she set off, becoming a hunter, and a travelling merchant. She has at various times when the opportunity arose also been employed as an explorer, a guide and a mercenary. She is skilled with bow and arrow thanks to decades of hunting, and when not practising her archery, she enjoys mastering the lute. Despite her desire to travel, she is still loyal to Laureh’lin, and also holds the beliefs of Aspectism and will often pray to the Horned Man and the Green Lady. She respects the Druids a great deal.


Character Name: Orfea Iridium
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 50
Physical Description: Short, dark skin, long black hair, yellow irises. Wears green clothes, with hood and a quiver of arrows.
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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