OOC
Minecraft Username: Sh4mble
Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes
Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes
(Optional) Were you referred by someone? If so, who: CoworkerJoe
(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): Hi, I go by Shamble or Chevy, I live in Ireland and I've been on/off in MCRP since 2020. I like to play the same "base template" character but I always change some things about her to keep it a bit fresh. I also do art sometimes.
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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?)
The half-fae half-human didn't seem like much. She's dressed like a humble little farmer, one you'd typically see in Fallstone. She's short, unkempt with bushy hair (wait, is that hair or is it actually a bush?), has round ears, and no pupils.
"Who, me?" Kestrel stops bouncing her knee so feverishly, and looks at the older woman with an earnest smile. "Oh, well, uh, I come from a family of Gard'ners, and a good chunk of them already went ahead South to 'do their thing', y'know, as Gard'ners...so I guess it's just my turn to also, y'know, 'do the thing'."
She doesn't seem as enthused about Holy Gardener work as a typically devout and hardworking Holy Gardener usually would be. Actually, she doesn't seem too keen to be in this wagon at all.
"Between you and me, ma'am, I'd rather be back at the Steppe. Fallstone, y'know? I lived in this nice little town by a stream. Lots of open fields and flat land to just, run around and have fun!...And this whole business about the South, makes no sense to me on why my family has to send people down to look at the plants. But sure, Mayor comes back from Stonebrook and talks to Pops and that's the final word." There's a short pause from her.
"I'm not even an apprentice yet and I get sent down? What am I s'posed to do? Look at the trees all day?"
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Character Name: Kestrel Flynn
Character Race: Half-Race (Human and Fey-Touched)
Character Age: 30
Brief Physical Description:
Kestrel is a 5'0 young woman who is built like a track runner. She has the round ears, skintone, and toned stature of a Human, but the blank eyes and leafy hair of a Woodland Fey-Touched.
Here's a quick doodle I did for reference:
