Gorlun Arakhili

You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) I sit down wearily eying the room, surveying the hag's face. ''Must you know where i can get a drink? My thirst has been depleted on my travels.'' (Cracking his knuckles and lifting his feet to lean on the table.) Example: (delete this) "Oh, I just, uh…" you stutter, tensing up. You eye the crone, then back outside the tent. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…

At birth, Gorlun's mother abandoned him with his dad and brother. they hiked long journeys and camped far from home. Across their journey, they found a poor, injured rhosgobel rabbit, and they took it under their wing. They started to grow suspicions on how fast the rabbit was, until one day it fled, never to be seen again. 60 years later, Gorlun's and his family were living a happy life in the mountains when highlanders theived and destroyed his home, killing both his brother and father in the process. He was left saddened by the tragedy, until one day he came across a lone dark elf who was in dire need of help.