Mitron is elf with not very good parrents. They are racists to other breeds. He didn't very like them. So he decided to leave them and live alone. But after one month he was alone. He starts to be very sad. He starts to be sorry for what he did to his parrents. But he still don't like them. He´´Mitron knows that he don't want to come back to his parrents. So he wants to make some new friends would be more like him. He build a treehouse. Now Mitron don't know exactly who is he and he don't thinks that he wants to knew it. He can read.
Character Name: Mitron
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: He don't like being alone. If he's angry he can destroy a lot of things. But after that he will be ashamed. He like animals(he is not vegetarian).
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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