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Minecraft Username: Sumerism
Are you at least 18 years old?: YES
Have you read the rules? (Link): YES
(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?:
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In-Character
Read the following prompt:
The rhythmic lull of hoofbeats are a marching drum to the small group of pioneers and variety of folk you have found yourself amongst, packed into a wobbling wagon. The rolling plains of the Southern Reach and a clear sky stretch out all around you, the buzz of excited chatter a dull wash in your ears as your mind strays to your former life and what has led you here to new lands.
“Nervous?”
You blink, returning to the present moment. A kindly older woman sat near you is smiling warmly with a crinkle to her eyes.
“I can tell it’s your first time. Still remember mine,” she flashes a grin and leans in.
“Tell me my dear, why have you come to the Reach?”
How do you respond (in character)? (250 word minimum - please make sure to include at least three references to our lore in your response, with two coming from different pages in the Compendium. Two of the three selected should also be in-depth, avoid simply name-dropping lore terms. Tie the terms into your character's backstory. Why are they important to them?)
The question lingered in the air, and for a time I only watched the swaying grass outside the wagon as the hoofbeats drummed on. The Southern Reach looked so open, so vast—freedom stretched to every horizon. And yet, that same openness seemed to press in on me, every bit of distance from home just got heavier on me.
“I’ve come because home has no place for me anymore, it was getting too stale” I said at last, my voice quieter than I intended. My fingers brushed along the carved pendant at my waist, its shape mimicking a dragon’s tooth with my family's name on it. “I was born in the land of ash. You’ve heard of my people, I expect. Greatlings and Fey-Touched bound together by the dragon spirit. My people say the spirit still watches us, even in its long sleep, and that every step we take ought to honor its spirit. I tried to live up to that. I fought beside them when the beasts pushed down from the northern wastes, but…”
I exhaled, slowly, like smoke from a dying ember. “The Ashlands just consume you, if you stay too long. I wanted more than endless crusades against shadows. Wanted to see my life built rather than only defending it.”
My gaze shifted back to her, searching her expression for judgment or understanding. “That’s what drew me to the Reach. I’ve heard the frontier has its own dangers, but also has a certain beauty untouched. They say it’s a place where stories are still being written, where you can carve out a future from raw earth. That’s what I’m after.”
I let my hand fall to my lap, curling it into a fist. “Maybe it’s foolish. Maybe I’ll regret leaving. But if the Fire Dragon’s spirit truly still lingers in this world, then perhaps it guided me here—to test whether my flame can light something new.”
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Character Name: Kaelith Veychar
Character Race: Fireborne (Greatling + Feytouched mixed heritage)
Character Age: 28
Brief Physical Description:
Kaelith has ashen-black skin patterned with marbled cracks glowing faintly like cooled obsidian, with hints of volcanic heat beneath. Their build is broad-shouldered and strong, but carried with deliberate grace. Their face is often veiled with a lazulite visor, a symbolic tie to their dual nature. They favor flowing silks, bright accents, and jewelry that catches candlelight.
Image of Skin and Figura Model:

We'll just do the scales then to keep being Fire Fey, guessing tusk are fine for half-Greatling?