In the early parts of his life it was pretty normal. He was raised in Jornheim, Axios and was like any other Mountain Dwarf.
Dylar is Currently 43 and was born in 1620. He spent years deciding what would make him the most money in Jornheim.
But when he had to move to Atlas he left those plans behind, realizing that they would be of no value in Atlas.
Spending even more years mourning what he lost. He so often thought of Axios and what he lost in it, like his prized drums.
He soon decided, in his goal for wealth, he wanted to remake what he had done. Dylar spent days eyeing the market, and nights brainstorming ideads.
And now he takes his first real steps into the game of financial decisions, hoping to come out a rich man.
((Please note I currently don’t have a valid skin))
Character Name: Dylar Salgus
Character Race: Mountain Dwarf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 43
Physical Description: Dylar is 4'5". He has a Brown Buzzcut. He is thinner than the average Mountain Dwarf but not that thin. He is also
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?”
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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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