There was a little boy named Cycropolus that lived in a peaceful village near elven city of Ker'nor. He had a happy and nice family until one day. raiders came to his village and destroyed erverything and stole all he loved. for his own safety he decides to hide under the bed. After the raid ended the dark elf started searching for survivors. It was then when he saw a strange looking man walking through the ruins. the man sayed: '' Someone alive i see, do you want to know who did this''? A long conversation followed that question, setting Cycropolus on a new life path. Now he's out in the wilderness, hunting down those whose hands are drenched in the blood of his kin.
Character Name: Cycropolus
Character Race: Dark Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: Really skeptical, not always in the best mood, although when you get to know him better you'll see a spark of kindness.
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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