hello my name is Blade Mathius i'm loyal and self-reliant. This isn't surprising considering for someone with his terrible past. I was born and grew up in the streets in a wealthy state called Kingdom of Santegiain were everyone had som good money and we lived in a little shack. I had one friend but he died after that he tried to steal food from one of the rich but the rich stabbed him in the stomach three times and he ended with bleeding out. my parents got trapped in a house fire after that I learned that i shouldn't love people so much as I did until i fund a little town were I meet a lot of people there help me. Still affected by the past
Religion: Church of the Canon was initially known as the Temple of the Faith
Character Name: Blade Mathius
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 20
Physical Description: brown long hair always shaved. Everyone would see him wearing leather vest, white shirt and trousers blue eyes
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.))
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"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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