OOC
Minecraft Username: miiyrth
Are you at least 18 years old?: yes
Have you read the rules? (Link): yes
(Optional) Were you referred by someone? If so, who: wildroze :)
(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): local artist c:
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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?”
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"Well its where everyone is, isn't it? Or at least coming and going," Delroy chuckles, rolling his eyes as he shakes his head. "Wandering, really. Heard about it from a Greatling when they came though Fallstone. Visiting a friend, they said. Fiery guy... don't remember his name though. Sorry 'bout that. Anyways-- this guy came through, looking for his friend, and came up to me. Because I look so... firetouched. I guess. I said I didn't know where the guy was and he said something about the Reach. And what was I supposed to do but go 'oh wow! That sounds cool!'." He kicks his feet forward then, moving in a swift motion to sit crisscrossed, matching the stranger's grin.
"So, next part of the story, right? First bits easy, 'cause its Fallstone and all and we're all about trade over there. Just find a caravan, hop on, everyone's happy. But you hear stories on caravans and all. Historical stuff, 'bout monster hunters, old wars... the like. And history's boring, but monster hunting? Super cool. And apparently there's a swamp by the Reach? Where are monsters? Swamps. Duh. I mean everywhere really if you look for 'em, but swamps just kinda fit." He shrugs then, unable to truly sit still. "So I figured get to the Reach, start a monster hunting group, get rich. Three easy steps, already on the first one. Kind of... get out of the Faded Steppes and into the spotlight, you know? Rich and famous."
He pauses once more, tapping his cheek with a pointed nail, locking her in an inky black gaze soon after.
"By the way, you should totally invest."
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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?)
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Character Name: Delroy
Character Race: Fey Touched
Character Age: 21
Brief Physical Description: Delroy sits on the taller side of fey-touched, at 5'10. His hair is auburn, longer, but choppy, cut with a rough edge and bright, white feathers sprout from it, his back, and his arms. His skin is lighter and warm, smattered with lighter freckles. His eyes are nearly a solid black, giving him a near ghost-like or demonic appearance.
