((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.))
If you’re stuck on what to add, consider the following:
- Your character’s family (parents, siblings, etc.)
- Where your character is from (include a real place on the map)
- What kind of environment was your character raised in
- Why your character left home
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?”
Vecemir narrows his gray eyes toward the old hag before slowly lowering himself into the creaking chair. The dwarf brushes dust from his dark cloak with a grunt, his heavy boots scraping against the wooden floorboards. “Kal’Urguan,” he replies in a rough, gravelly tone, “I come from the halls of the dwedmar, carved beneath stone long before this miserable shack was built.” He folds his thick arms across his chest, the faint clinking of iron rings in his beard breaking the silence. “I seek honest work, coin, and a name worthy of my clan. A dwarf who leaves no mark upon the world is worth less than broken steel.” Vecemir glances around the dim shack suspiciously before resting a hand against his belt. “And if fate truly brought me here as ye claim, then perhaps there’s more waiting in this town than rot and ruin.
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