Hello. My name is Elowyn Nequilas. I am a Kharajry. Don't be frightened, I won't hurt you. I'm friendly. See, I can be helpful to you if you need me.
I came from the lands of Fenn, long protected by a secret magical force. This force has been passed down in my family for generations. I am the first Kharajry without it. Instead, I practice arcane magic. This allows me to provide dark and dangerous spells like telekinesis, void shifting, and transfiguration. It won't affect me, just leave me a little weak afterward. Anyways, I am 18 years old. I never knew my parents, but I'm sure they were wonderful people. I grew up with my grandmother. She was a wonderful woman, who passed away two years ago. I visited her grave every day for almost 4 months. I love her so much. Now, I live in her house, but by myself. Its quiet, comfortable, and homely.
Character Name: Elowyn
Character Race: KHARAJYR
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: Elowyn wears a yellow cape/sweater over a dark tan shirt and black shorts. She has long purple hair with a flower crown and green 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.))
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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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