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Minecraft Username: peerage
Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes
Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes
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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?)
The greatling stirs, rolling a shoulder to rebuke a slumbering passenger leaning against her tall and broad form. Before her feral eyes find the older woman, Draha takes a moment to ruminate on the question, looking thoughtfully towards the canvas roof. She had learned from her captains, while serving as a mercenary in Rulan, that in her line of work, a cold taciturn air caused the least trouble. She'd seen her comrades drunkenly talk themselves into trouble while carousing on a pay-day. Some would insult the wrong man and wind up in gaol, others would insult the wrong man and wind up in a grave. Nevertheless, this woman looked harmless.
"Crowns" she answers, laconically. When the old woman maintains her keen, searching expression, Draha obliges her a little more and leans forward, speaking softly. "I'm a free-sword. Valkyians see a Stonerunn'r like me and line up to pay a premium" she says, opening and closing a fist to punctuate her boast. She leans back, "But here I see a safer way to ply my trade, than going north for the killing. The Spire, I'm told, is home to many eager enterprisers and merchant-kind. These are folk keen for protection, which in my line of work, is a job where you're paid to do scarcely anything" she enthuses, cracking a grin across her tusks, one of which is inlaid with gold.
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Character Name: Draha
Character Race: Greatling
Character Age: 23
Brief Physical Description: Draha is a greatling of the Stonerunner clan, and stands at a towering 7'3, tall for her age and taller still when among the humans she commonly works with. Her tawny skin and mane of shaggy black hair contrast with her gaudy, mercenary attire, fashioned from brocade and silk. Among the loud colours, bangles, rings and brooches are worn as a show of wealth.
