((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.))
By some misfortune of fate, Brian was born an Adunian. "Oh no." He cried, at the moment of his coming into existence, distraught at his aberrant form. Truly, his very being was an affront to Creation. For many years, he farmed the wheat of the Cloud Temple, thinking to himself suddenly after many years of roaming. "I shall become a hero." Thusly did he march to the mighty gates of ALDUUN of IDUNIA, where he lived for many years as a fishmonger. Alas, he was not a hero yet, but he was destined to become the hero, Brian.
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)
"Good afternoon, tent-dweller." The soon-to-be-Hero, Brian, cleared his throat. "Eh-hem."
He looked at the hag, making firm eye contact to establish his presence. "Regrettably, MY PARENTS WERE SLAIN BY ORCS."
"However." His expression was neutral. "I did not mourn, for it was their doing that I am ADUNIAN."
"Nonetheless," He continued, looking around the dismal tent a while with a grimace upon his face. "I have come to redeem myself - to be a HERO."
"I come from the majestic city of ALDUUN, city of the ADUNIANS. I hope to make of myself a HERO."
Brian continued speaking, then drew his sword and slew the evil witch, for he was the HERO, Brian.
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