His family is one of the oldest ones in the Atlas, the people who came here first from Axios. He has been in many fights, legendary fights, wars and sometimes it lasted for years but he, Thom'bul, never gave up fighting. He is wise because he has seen things. Terrifying things that can change someone for life. In one war, he saw an old friend who died many years ago and the terrifying hallucination (?) of his dead friend, sadly, scarred him for life. He has also lost his family a year ago. Since then, he wanders around, discovers new places, meets new people just to numb the pain and suffering which will probably last until he is dead. He is also wandering around just to forget the times when he was an excellent warrior and a fearless commander. He now has those abilities buried deep, ready to get out in a single spark. Maybe a deadly fight.
Character Name: Thom'bul
Character Race: Cave Dwarf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 56
Physical Description: Well, he is short, has a huge beard. Has scars of war everywhere. He is generally expressionless. He is cold but warm to his friends. Has an old armor
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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