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Minecraft Username: KZNeilz

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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)? (150 words minimum - please make sure to include some references to our lore in your response!)

Samiylo had spent the better part of this 'trip' half-asleep. One eye open, one eye shut. Shifty- he didn't exactly do a good job of hiding the fact that he was a less-than-reputable man. Though; as the old lady initiate conversation, he rouses himself from his rest, breaking out into a faint; exhaustive grin. His eyes drew across her visage for a moment; studying her, before he breaks out into his own warm grin- leaning in close!

"Well! Truth-be-told, there's little elsewhere to go for folk like me! No home, no work to be found, nor much-a-reason to hang about the settled folk in the old-world. Heard a couple caravans were heading down this way, so I supposed... Why not? Better than bumming in slums 'till I grow old."

Of course, this wasn't 'exactly' the truth. He'd carefully omitted some keen details that he was, more-or-less, a walljack forced out from the pact he'd been born into. Mostly on account of having sold them out for a prettier pile of gems to tide him over for trip out here. Or that- well, him and his pact were wanted criminals in the better part of any notable settlement in the Valkian realm. Thievery charges and all that!

"Just looking to make myself a little homestead... See if I can't maybe scrounge up some old piece of Aedall guff and scarper it back home for sale, maybe?"

Or, just scrounge up owned pieces of settler guff for sale elsewhere!

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Character Name: Samiylo

Character Race: Human - Walljack

Character Age: 26

Brief Physical Description: A gaunt, wiry man with a wicked grin, high cheekbones, and a pair of lively emeraldine eyes that ceaselessly twinkle across whatever stands before him. All of it sits beneath a well-kept mane of muddy hair atop his head, and a perpetual set of stubble that's never been properly shaven off- oft edging into a proper beard of similar coloration. All this, combined with a middling height for most men means he looks a bit... Ghoul-ish. Half-human? Full-blooded and unfortunately blessed with such a haunting visage!