Asdead of the Black Fang Clan was born, as most Orcs are, in the bloodlust of battle. Torn from his mothers gaping abdomen by War Hounds, his first kills. Life began in battle and Gods willing will end in battle. Asdead spent most of his life drifting form war camp to war camp. After a life time of battle and already very old by Orc standards it was time for a change. It was time to see the world beyond the Black Lands. There must be a greater challenge, a battle worthy of dying in.
Character Name: Asdead
Character Race: Orc
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 32
Physical Description: Standing six and a half feet, a battle-scarred and aged Orc. Scars streak across the broad chest, signs of many bloody and hard fought victories.
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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