OOC
Minecraft Username: HeirOfAurelian
Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes
Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes
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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)?
The Elvish man exhaled at the kindly old woman who seemed to insist on drawing a conversation out of him. Cassianel blamed himself, mostly, for having dressed so modestly and... approachable. The Korami male had his more traditional garbs packed away in his rucksack which sat next to him, and instead was dressed in a simple gray robe which covered his figure, and concealed the curved family blade attached to his side. His authentic gear was quite valuabe to him, and took considerably more time and effort to make than the knock-offs the Valks produced. While he didn't share much love for their ways and frivilous festivals, he did hold some admiration for 'The Wall,' an art of engineering in defense from their sibling Elves. Otherwise Cassianel appeared the typical Arsa Sidhe. Tall, molten-gold eyes, a lithe frame, but oddly broad shoulders. Pale lips departed, and he finally spoke.
"I am traveling for inspiration, I am an artist."
The man mused, the lie flowing like venom off his silver tongue. It wasn't that he inherently had anything to hide from the old woman- he just didn't feel comfortable telling strangers his business. Not that comfort was of cultural significance to the Korami, anyways. Truthfully, he was traveling to escape the duties of his home region, Mori. Not that the Southern Reach didn't have its own appeal. Cassianel always had a curious interest of the Aedall after their disappearances, and the thought of discovering ruin or some secrets within The Spire somewhat excited him, or even bashing in Grumpkins. Regardless, he'd find himself relaxing into his seat as is eyes closed and he remained ever-alert for the remainder of his journey.
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Character Name: Cassianel Vitallion
Character Race: Arsa Sidhe
Character Age: 44
Brief Physical Description: Cassianel is a tall lithe man, standing at 6'3", with molten-gold eyes, blonde hair, and jagged ears. Unlike most of his race, he has subtly broadened shoulders, with the rest of his figure lined with a toneness developed from years of outdoorsmanship and swordplay.
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