DragonExile

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?)) Example: "Forgive my intrussion ma'am i had thought this shack abandoned." he shakes his hair brushing rain from his cloths. eyeing the chair she motioned he takes his seat with a grin for the surprised company. "i doubt youve been expecting me, im just a traveler exiled from his home far to the west." Searching his pack he pulls out a piece of salted meat to chew and feed his hunger from his travels. "I am simply in search of place where an orc like me would be welcomed and to call home. no grand plans but a simple life for now, my tale is still being spun on fates tapestry. perhaps it has led me to you mad'am. would it be too intrussive of me to request shelter here in your cabin for the night or till the stomr passes?"

sent as a scout from the land across the seas. Thorfinn recruited himself in what seemed like a suicide mission to bring this new land into the fold of the kingdom of Mandalore. Far from the north and cold snow and seas of home. Thorfinn takes his first steps on dry land. with hopes of honor and glory in victory in surviving the rough voyage at sea. but with the easy part over now begins his struggle. alliances must be forged, villages and cities taken and a slow conquest of this discovered land and bring it into the mandalores fold. With his first footsteps off the Longship his journey has just begun. (skin will change to reflect more of what I'm trying to visually present and make it less sci fi and more medievily right now just using the concept as i place holder and will not stay sci fi.)

Thorfinn Ironsong a space fareing warrior turned way wondering stranger upon crashing his ship on a planet in unknown space. his ship completly destroyed after his escape pod launched he now finds himself on a goal to return to space and his clan of mandalorian warrior's or build the clan on hte planet and claim it to add to the clans arsenal and members. but first things first. communications need to be established and shelter from the elements. (minecraft skin will change to image when i can)