OOC
Minecraft Username: marbledolleye
Are you at least 18 years old?: yes
Have you read the rules? (Link): ye
(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: friend
(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: fryzbee
(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): () __ ()
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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?)
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"So, I came from a small hamlet. There was a vote a while back that my folks weren't too happy about. Feeling a little let down, and a bunch of others left for the Spire, hoping for better opportunities! On the way, our caravan got attacked by a group of Greatlings while we were playing Flabber-Fae-- man, I love that game ..."
The overly enthusiastic fey-touched creature rocks in their seat, recounting a story as if it were a birthday or celebration, rather than a traumatic event from their travels. They bounce and ramble, changing topics every so often and pointing out random things, stuttering over themselves, and when they get to the point of the story, it is spat out, lightning fast.
"We had some Feyguard with us, but they were outnumbered. They fought and fought. I didn't see the outcome of the battle, but I was able to slip away! The fun memories of my friends and our little trip kept my feet moving. I don't remember how long I walked, but I kind of was day dreaming and now I'm here!"
They finish their story with a shark-toothed smile, folding their hands over their lap to try and still their constant fidgeting, their sharp ears fluttering as they look back to the stranger at full attention, hoping they retained at least a fraction of their story even if they were speaking at a mile per minute.
Character Name: Nieve
Character Race: Fey-Touched, Falstoner
Character Age: 22
Brief Physical Description: solid red eyes, fey touched with feathers, silver hair (dyed different colors), 4'0
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Image of Skin and Figura Model: I don't have one yet.
