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Roughcrow
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    In your own words, what is powergaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Powergaming can ruin the focus on roleplay and make the server less enjoyable to play on because of the unfair actions one is doing, and it can also ruin the experience of focusing on the server lore.
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((Share your character’s backstory! Please ensure it’s at least six sentences, written in third person, and references to the server lore, including a current realm in our map.))
My character was left behind by his family after they were chased out of their little town by a raiding pack of Auduins. He was left to die until a party of elfs who were on patrol found him. The main elf guard took him in and then raised him with two other elves. Eventually, my character got restless about his parents, and decided to try to reach Empire of Man, as he heard that was the last place his parents were seen. He later arrived there in shambles after the long journey, and he was rushed to a hospital nearby. He healed and started to scower the city for his lost family, yet he never found them. He eventually decided to live in Empire of Man, and he grew to be 20 and familiarized with the Empire. However, he vowed that he would one day return to his elf parents and sibling.
 


Character Name: Roughcrow Halphden
Character Race: Human
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 20
Physical Description: Brown hair, blue, piercing eyes, dagger on belt, blue shirt with white-collar, navy-blue pants, brown shoes
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?”

"You were expecting me? I've never seen you a day in my life." *The traveler sits, but his eyes dart around the room cautiously. "I don't mean to be rude, just I don't know who you are, and I've met shifty people in this town before." *The traveler then gets up and looks around the room, crashing vases and pots as he stumbles through the room. "I'm sorry, I'm just expecting someone to run in and lop off my head or something. I'm just so paranoid."

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