OOC
Minecraft Username: calc_fer
Are you at least 18 years old?: I am 19.
Have you read the rules?: Yes!
(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: I heard about it from a few close friends of mine.
(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: umbralunaelucem
(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?)
A rumbling wagon was far from enough to grab Sacha from her mind palace. The scorching sun beats down upon her face and shoulder, almost seeming to crawl through the fabric of her blouse to burn her skin. The silence that swirled around her was rather unfamiliar. Hailing from Valk, her life had been full of the loud hum of the city Then a woman speaks. She turns her head with only mild curiosity, just enough to see who spoke.
"To escape the bustling life of the Valkians." she hummed, a furrow in her brow. "I come here in search of a better home. A place of belonging where I don't feel trapped under the thumb of a never-ending day."
Sacha had only recently found courage to cross the Wall from the Midlands. It's towering "fortress" was something she'd deem rather exceptional. Something that would make her catch herself staring until the sun burnt her eyes. The separation between lands had piqued her curiosity since childhood; providing ample material for imagination and a playground fit for a child with mentioned curiosity. The Violet River seemed to beckon her closer day after passing day when she visited it's mouth. It's cool waters soothed the worries of her little brain, gently wrapping its cool ripples around her ankles. Until she decided to abandon her home for the Southern Reach.
She blinked once. Twice. "I pray that Lady Luck brings us fortune. Whether it be prosperity or longevity." She breathed. The warm breath that exhaled from her mouth mixed with the warm air. Maybe her prayers to something less tangible would mean it would come true. How ridiculous it seemed.
"You seem rather wise, ma'am. Tell me, if you can.. What do the lands of the Reach have to offer? Are they worth the stay?" Sacha questioned. She couldn't deny the worry that pooled in her stomach, lurching up, threatening to heave at every bump of the wagon. Would she find what she was so desperately searching for in these lands? Or would she be proven wrong by her wonderous imagination? Clutching the throat of her lute, she tapped a finger against a string. Thinking.. Wondering.. Was this a mistake she would have to pay for?
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Character Name: Sacha Favres
Character Race: Human
Character Age: 20
Brief Physical Description: A tall, skinny woman with fair skin and blonde pixie hair.
Image of Skin and Figura Model: https://imgur.com/a/CELa6OB
