Second great-grandson of one of the Descendants. Born and raised near the Yatl Wasteland. As a child, he always wanted to embark on a journey to discover his world and possibly save it from whatever dangers it may possess. At 16 years old, his parents were murdered. He didn't know who, though. At 18, he set off, going on the adventure he wanted to go on, and still thinking about his parents. He decided to go to towns, explore around, and possibly be a mighty warrior. A hero. He never found anything, however. Only landscape. At the age of 21, he still roams around, searching for...something.
Character Name: Charles
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 21
Physical Description: Long, black hair, stubble beard, with fire in his 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.))
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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