I hold my head up high, clearly comfortable talking to a stranger. I look at him from the bottom of his foot to the top of his head. I am being careful. I talk with a respectful tone.
“Adventure, always. Who’s asking?”
(I imagine he tells me he owns a store in the bazaar. He is just looking to “welcome new folk in town”. He then tells me I don’t look like an adventurer, mentioning my size. He gives off a creepy vibe.)
I am evidently annoyed by him. I think he is probably trying to sell me something. However, I am most annoyed by his lack of respect towards me.
“It’s dangerous to make assumptions of people in such a big world, you know?”
Character Name: Delle Toxicus
Character Race: Forest Dwarf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: I am relatively tall for a dwarf, about 5'0". I am thin but have toned muscles. I have long red hair and big green eyes. Weight: 175 lbs.
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