((Share your character’s backstory! Please ensure it’s at least six sentences, written in third person, and references to the server lore, including a current realm in our map.))
Dagmar was born into this world from Dragra, his mother, and Hasti, his father. He was an only child or so he thought.. There’s rumors of a previous marriage and possible a brother.
Orphaned at the age of 28, his parents left him with little to help keep living in the caves on his own. Despite this, he worked very hard after his parents passed in the accident. Intending to stay and live out his life in the caves. Until he found “it” and the curiosity might get the best of him.
Raised in a cave just outside of Kal’Alras, this will be the first few times experiencing the outside world. The first on his own. While used to the torch light or soft glow of a furnace, the sun might be too bright. Like many, he will have to adapt, adjust and learn to live in his new world.
Which will he choose, return in the caves or join society and possibly find his lost sibling.
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.))
Walks in a bit further, in a shy-ish tone "Not sure either of us have enough time for that story."
Continues towards the chair and sits down, "I can tell you I'm from a cave north of Kal’Alras," weird pause, "also, you are one of the few people my parents knew."
"I'm not really sure I will stay... Still not used to so many people."
Gets up from the chair, barely taller than the back. Walks around the table to the closer chair, sits and leans in.
"How did you know my parents?"
There was a big sigh from the old hag and a long pause.
“So I take it you know about the accident?” “What happened?”
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