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    Referral: Through a Friend
    Discord: Mazakura
    In your own words, what is powergaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Use actions such as attempt, never forcing the emote on others. Keep the actions grounded in the rules of the world and refer to the resources for Race/World etc. to make sure that actions are in the realm of possibility and not unfair in any way to the others and their characters.
    In your own words, what is metagaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: It can ruin the immersion of the roleplay for yourself and others. Metagaming can completely unravel roleplay moments in both large and small ways, from finding a key to knowing the way to remove a curse despite no knowing anything about curses, both are fine to know out of character but using that knowledge takes away the experience of the story for yourself and any others involved.
    Status: Denied

Character Name: Alshara Vaeryth
Character Race: High Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 35
Physical Description: A pale high elf sporting almost crystal like blue eyes and long red hair. She stands at 5'7 and has an athletic physique weight at roughly 150lbs.
Roleplay Scenario:

Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? She begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.”

((How do you respond?))


Alshara took a moment, hesitating while her gaze settled on the old hag. She took a breath as she followed the direction of the women, settling herself down into the cushion across from her. "You...knew I was coming?" She replied, her eyes narrowing as she studied the hag in front of her. "W-who told you I was coming here?" She asked, trying to rack her brain on how this hag knew her.

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