e comes from a long line of nobles, but always found the practice of magic and sword fight way more interesting than the boring duty of the noble. exiled because of his practices, he now wanders the woods of the atlas, looking for companions to explore more of the world, and increase his power and swordskill. he excels at both dark and light magic, and also is very skilled in sword fight and archery, but theres always something to learn. searching for teachers and practicers, he finds use in his long age as a dark elf. his sword was smithed by the rock dwarves and his bow created by wood from the timberwoods and a single, long hair straw from his own hair.
Character Name: Kharjo
Character Race: Dark Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 340
Physical Description: tall, but surprisingly muscular, about 195cm, the pointy ears are hidden behind long locks of light, almost white blue hair, and bright blue eyes.
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.))
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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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