Half elf, half human, an Antunian, born in a small village, on a normal family, not rich but also not so poor, consisting with a 46 year old father caled Enric Thule, a 44 year old mother called Taylor Thule and a 10 year old brother called Alastair Thule, lived a normal life with a happy family and two caring best friends wich were a boy 2 years older than him, called Caser, and a girl 1 year older than him, called Sophie wich parents were friends with my parents.
On my 9th birthday, sophie gave me a red scarf because she saw me say several times to my mother that I was cold, because birthday is in the winter, so I carry that scarf to everywhere I go, and Caeser gave me a fabric made quiver, (because his parents work with dressmaking), that I carry with me too but among those presents, the one who surprised me the most was the one my brother gave me, it was my first Bowie Knife, one that I later named Loch Ascella (means Lake Wind in Thuaidian)
At the agr of 11, my brother formed as an apprentice of medic, and seeing the evolution of my brother and how he helped and saved people, in the next year, I started training combat and agility to become a warrior or an adventurer to help people too, expecially training combat with the bow and the bowie knife. With the support of my friends and family, there was nothing to fear!
When I reached 18 years old, I didn't really wanted to join some formal army or something like that, I wanted to make things on my own, so I prepared myself my red scarf, quiver, the tool and weapons needed and started my jouney to protect my family and friends from monsters and danger, and even my village sometimes.
Read the scenario below this box and type out inside of this box how your character might respond. Your response must be at least four sentences long and include at least one action and at least one piece of dialogue surrounded by quotes.
A bit suspicious of the bazaar I think: "What does he want with me? Maybe he can help me locate in this city, I'm better go along with his conversation."
So I responde:
- I've just arrived here with my boat, I'm new in here so I don't know much where to go or how to behave.
- Oh, so your a tourist who is wandering around here, I see. And where did you came from? - Asks the bazaar, which name I don't know and am still suspicious.
- Why does that matter? I haven't even introduced myself yet. I'm Bikaro, Bikaro Thule, an Antunian who came here to see get something for my older brother, which is working on a medicine for mother that is suffering from a special fever. - I responded
- Maybe I can help you young man, what do you need .- he asked.
- I need a special powder of fire, an essence that drop from a creature they call Blaze. And you haven't told me your name yet or who you are. - I say, not knowing well what that man wants with me.
- You see, I'm Richard Flayserk, one of the most powerfull bazaars of this city, and by coincidence I have what you're looking from, but it will cost you something I've been looking from a long time ago, a fermented spider eyes, or do you prefer paying with money? - he asked
So I remeber that I have spider eye I brought from my brother to give me luck and I also remeber he saying to me that the spider eye he gave me was something he had mixed with a mushroom and sugar too, so I ask the bazaar:
- Is this what you're looking from? - and i take the spider eye my brother gave me and show it to the man.
- Exacly that, a fermented spider eye. So, do we have a deal? - proposes him to me
- Deal! - I respond
With the blaze essence in my bag, and being carefull not to burn with that powder, I go back to my hometown and help my mother get better from the fever.
Recommended Comments