When Faith was born on a mountain, lightning struck, causing her to be named "The cursed elf". As she grew up, she soon realized the anger people felt for her. When she turned 6, her mother decided to teach her archery as a basic skill to get by. A few years later, tragedy struck, for her mother and little brother had been murdered. Being helpless, she asked her father for help, only to discover him drenched in her mother's blood. Faith was enraged, and shot her father straight in the heart. Some from her village didn't believe her story, and wanted to put her to death. The queen denied, and banished her into the forest. Throughout her life, she has learned who true friends are. Sadly, she hasnt met any yet. Now, she spends her days stealing to get by. But, she can't stay in one place for she cant be caught, or she will be sent to prison. So, she stays hidden from people. Faith only shoots to kill, for the loss of her family is too much for her to hunt.
Character Name: Faith
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 18
Physical Description: Secretive elf, Usually spending her days alone
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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