With the Elven Infertility, it requires great effort and commitment to even have a child. Let alone for that child to not be the correct sex, you could see why he has a strong distaste for his family. Fellise was sent off into the military as most Snow Elves are, and of course with his unfortunate nature, This did not go well. Leaving the Military in just the training stages, they figured he’d come back when he got cold or would either starve to death in the forest. Surviving off game he’d caught or the random giving stranger, he’d entirely denounced his Elven heritage. Most of Fellise’s life he’s been alone, however he has gained a strong enjoyment for cooking, he obtained this interest when passing through some small settlements. Originally he traveled off from Fenn up north towards the Druidic Grove, having met a druid along the way. He’s acted as a drifter for most of his life and will probably continue to act as such for as long as he lives.
Character Name: Fellise
Character Race: SNOW_ELF
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 267
Physical Description: While his clothes are quite loose and filthy, his hair is quite well kept and almost perfectly white.
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?”
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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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