An irish dwarf who likes to travel, he doesnt really have a goal in life. He gets mad very fast, that is the reason why he gets in so much trouble. His parents used to tell him lotss of stories, one of them being about a diary found near some tomes. when he was 10 his village got attacked, many dwarfs died including Feildhelm's parents. No one really knows by who the village got attacked, but he is convinced it were dark elves. Feildhelm is very grumpy dwarf who doesnt trust a lot of people, but when you earned his trust and friendship he will always be there to help you. he knows a lot about creatures, and how to kill them, which makes him a usefull compagnion for adventures and quests. his favourite kind of attacks are melee attacks, since he is not good at shooting and using magic, and his favourite melee weapon is an axe. he also thinks using ranged weapons or magic is unfair. Feildhelm is also someone who cares about animals. he likes to go to a pub. he doesnt understand sarcasm
Character Name: Feidhelm
Character Race: Dwarf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 30
Physical Description: An Irish dwarf, bearded, strong, grumpy,
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.))
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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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