Vega was born into a unruly marriage. His father a drunk and his mother a seemstress, he took to learning from her instead. He would cook, clean, and sew. Occasionally taking the tasks of helping his sisters get ready for dances or the like. But Vega had inspiration, he was going to travel to the city of Sutica. As he traveled aboard a cart he made his way in with a smile on his face and the cloths on his back. He would work as a servant, eventually making enough money to go on his own and try to make a name for himself as a semester and herbalyst.
Character Name: Vega
Character Race: High Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 70
Physical Description: They would see a well groomed elf. Fair of skin and hair that matches the likes of the sun in color. His smile bright, it's a welcome sight.
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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