Reiwan

-+---(}<>-----------------------------------------------------------------<>{)---+- Backstory: In the sprawling realm of the known world where ancient races and mysterious lands coexisted, there lived a young high elf named Reiwan. He was a curious soul, a beacon of youth and enthusiasm, yet shrouded in an aura of mystery. Reiwan's father was a renowned scholar, well-versed in the lore of ages past, and his mother, also a traveler, bestowed upon him a legacy of knowledge and grace. With an insatiable thirst for learning, Reiwan embarked on a journey that took him to the farthest corners of the known world as far as his red eyes can see. Reiwan's travels were not ordinary; he delved deep into the mines, studying the secrets of the earth, and scoured ancient artifacts, hoping to unveil their forgotten histories. His adventures led him to forgotten libraries, where he pored over scrolls and tomes, absorbing the wisdom of ages long gone. Each discovery fueled his passion for understanding the world around him. Despite his vast knowledge, Reiwan remained a humble soul, unlike the prideful high elves that surrounded him. He preferred the solitude of his studies, finding solace in the quiet corners of the known world. His demeanor, though reserved, concealed great social abilities; when the occasion demanded, he could weave words with finesse and charm, drawing others into his enigmatic world. Reiwan's journey was marked by encounters with diverse cultures and races. He learned how to get along with dwarves, traded stories with hobbits, and shared knowledge with humans. In the company of others, he was a patient listener, valuing the perspectives and wisdom of every being he met. One of Reiwan's most cherished memories was his discovery of an ancient elvish library hidden deep within the heart of the forest. There, surrounded by the gentle rustle of leaves and the songs of birds, he stumbled upon a tome that held detailed records of an ancient civilization. The pages chronicled forgotten histories and the intricacies of a bygone era. In his solitude, Reiwan carefully studied the contents of the tome, finding revelations about the past that fueled his passion for unraveling mysteries. He felt a sense of responsibility, as if the knowledge within those pages was a key to understanding the intricate tapestry of cultures in the known world. His journey, driven by a thirst for straightforward knowledge, aimed to bring this ancient wisdom to light and foster understanding among the diverse peoples he encountered. With newfound determination, he continued his explorations, seeking clues and signs that would illuminate the path ahead. As Reiwan's knowledge grew, so did his understanding of the delicate balance that held the known world together. He wanted to become an advocate for harmony among the races, using his wisdom to mediate disputes and bridge the gaps between cultures. He wanted that his presence become a symbol of unity, a testament to the power of knowledge in fostering understanding. In the twilight of his youth, Reiwan's adventures continuing as he explored the uncharted territories of the known world. Driven by his quest for knowledge, Reiwan yearned to settle in a neutral zone where he could study his newfound research with the help of the locals in cities, towns, and villages. His heart stirred with anticipation, envisioning the discoveries that awaited him in this haven, between realms... -+---(}<>-----------------------------------------------------------------<>{)---+- 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?)) Reiwan stepped cautiously into the dim tent, his eyes flickering with curiosity and wariness. He started inspecting the surroundings, taking in the eerie ambiance. With a polite nod, he spoke, his voice calm yet filled with intrigue, "I am but a traveler, seeking knowledge in every corner of the known world. Fate led me here, to your mysterious abode. I am Reiwan, a humble scholar. What secrets do you hold, wise one?" He gracefully settled onto the offered cushion, ready to listen to the hag -+---(}<>-----------------------------------------------------------------<>{)---+- PS: Embracing the craftsmanship of dwarven artistry, the arm piece in my skin serves as a visual tribute to my character's backstory. I put it there to add depth and authenticity to his persona, purely for aesthetic purposes without any additional in-game advantages.