Wither never knew here mother or father, she was left alone at a young age and had to survive on her own. she lived by foraging in the forest near Aeriel. she is around 27. when she was about 17 she walked into the city and lived in the streets for several years. she is half wood elf and half high elf. she was born around 1643. she's very whimsical and is unpredictable. loves puns and limericks. she hates anything rotten or dead, the sight will sen her running and she simply can't handle it. loves all animals and plants. loves color and brightness and doesnt like fighting, she wont be hard to take down. (im sorry if this application is bad, its my first)
Character Name: Birch Bark
Character Race: Halfling
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: eyes are 2 different colors, always stands strait.
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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