my mother was a human but my dad was a wood elf. when my mother died my father fell in love with a Dwarf. Then they had me. soon my mother died it was just me and my dad. When I was 10 my father died. I have no one left
Character Name: Simon
Character Race: Dwarf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: Is a creative dwarf that loves to build and have a lovely time.
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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