OOC
Minecraft Username: Jology
Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes!
Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes!
(Optional) Were you referred by someone? If so, who: No! Sort of? I sort of know some people here!
(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins):
I used to be a former player on a number of servers such as Rise of Kings and HW, and worked as a staff member and admin on the former with the usernames JakeDology and Forje. Looking forward to getting involved in the community!
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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 lead 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)
"Ah, the usual reasons..." Eto shrugs, letting out a relaxed sigh. "Orphanages, assassins, that whole type of mess."
"...Orphana-?"
"Yes, yes, and when it's combined," He brings his hands together, then quickly pulls them apart. "...It becomes a whole mess. Distasteful to the real, committed folk."
The woman pauses, blinking in confusion. "...What?"
"Orphan. Assassins. They get raised that way, and then you know, they're wearing only black, getting all quiet and serious."
"I don't think-"
"They don't think, either, again, it's a whole mess. A legendary one, even. You never know where you're going to see them, on top of it all."
"...That's probably the assassin bit, my dear."
"Now you're catching on."
"Um, so, why are you..?"
But Eto had already left, lazily strolling by as if those last questions hadn't been asked, going back to the thoughts in his head as he wandered further into the city.
I hope the others around these parts can jump on a joke better than that one... Such a good bit, too.
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Character Name: Eto Venergran
Character Race: Nua Sidhe / Human
Character Age: 48
Brief Physical Description: An greying, plain-faced man whose best years are clearly behind him. Rough and often seeming somewhat disheveled, his hair and beard often match this fact. An average height and lean in stature, it is hard to imagine him as a threat, and he's often considered easy-tempered by default.
