Minecraft Username: DominoDelusions
Are you at least 18 years old?: Yup! 19!
Have you read the rules? (Link):Yes!
(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins):
Hi! I'm Domino(Or Loki)! I'm a streamer, artist, and Uni Student (game design animation)! I do lots of stuff. And roleplays always had a little spark in my heart.
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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 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?)
Cylith paused. Thinking for a moment on what way to respond to the question. He didn't often bother talking to people during his travel. "I wanted to experience more." he paused. hesitating on how to continue. "I come from Korami. We have this.. tradition. At least some of us do. When we come of age we travel the mountains. we make a pilgrimage. Once we finish said pilgrimage we've reached adulthood." his fingers laced together. his ears flushing a bit with embarrassment. "...I was not able to complete my pilgrimage. I took it at the same time as a friend of mine.. and well.. it did not go as planned. Not many from my home believed a Half Fey-touched child should have taken the pilgrimage. " he chuckled softly. "My secondary reason ties back into that-.. I want to make my soul one that my ancestors would be proud of. Even if my lineage is not one that they would be. I am currently on a sort of... Self-made pilgrimage of the soul i suppose to make up for what lost." he took a deep breath. stretching and sitting straight.
"On a scholarly note, I am also on a side-search for something." a happy little smile spreading his lips. "Have you heard of the Aedall? Outside of Korami, there was another main settlement of my people. Aedall. While my people were more focused on honour and tradition in a progressive sense-- most of our tradition lies within the thought that the soul moves forward. We go through this journey that shapes the soul. From what I've read, Aedall deeply engrained in the old ways." he pauses, a tad bit embarrassed with his ramblings for a moment. "I want to find what happened with them. to them. not many of my people cared for when they disappeared. I find it particularly suspicious." he stared down at the dirt. tracing the shape of a building with his finger. "...I suppose once i find what happened to them, perhaps then my pilgrimage is then over. To make your soul one to be proud of, you must do something impactful in some way. And to make my family proud..." he taps the hilt of a blade sat on his hip. "I feel uncovering the knowledge of a long ago peoples would do the trick. My father was a scholar- he travelled the world before me. Its how he met my mother. Travelling and meeting a Fireborne group. He spoke ever so highly of the fey-touched woman with a heart of gold. Though I never met her. She left off with her group soon after I was born... helping the greater good, I suppose..." he reminisced a bit "But yeah.. I uhm... I'm on a pilgrimage. much like my father before me."
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Character Name: Cylith
Character Race: 50/50 Arsa Sidh / Fey-touched (flame)
Character Age: probably about 19-20
Brief Physical Description: A short lanky man, on the shorter side for an Arsa Sidh. His solid golden eyes, and the subtle scales that adorn his long ears are a give away to his split heritage. Black hair broken up by strands of red lays tied back into a pony tail.
