I am a result of an failed experience, a body full of anger and hate from the ones who tried to doom me, and made me be something I didn't wanted to be. "but you need to be the perfection", silliness and fatuity combined at one. I live in the jungle, or, I prefer to call, an Island. I don't like anyone who talks bad about my god and from my past experiences, I can't trust anyone.
Character Name: lSDmashtu
Character Race: KHARAJYR
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 21
Physical Description: All my body is covered in black -furred sleek, my eyes are red, and I have blueish or red clothes. My nose is big and my ears are small, but powerful
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.))
Example: (delete this when you add your own)
"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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