OOC Minecraft Username 0XYED Are you at least 18 years old? Yes, I am nineteen years old.  Have you read the rules? (Link) Yes, I have. (Optional) Were you referred by someone? If so, who No, I was not. (Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins) Female, est timezone & I enjoy making Minecraft skins. — 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 some references to our lore in your response!) She was at a complete loss of thought and couldn’t even recognize the kind elderly woman's voice. Not the first time at least, her mind kept wandering back and forth questioning herself if running away from home was truly the best option. After finding out her father was framed and sent onto a boat to be punished by Siren Serene, her mind became conflicted. To trust her mother, who raised her the majority of her life, of his vague betrayal or to remove herself from the subtle messages of gaslighting and start a new life. Although, coming back to a reality check of being slightly shoved around into the wobbling wagon, she gave the kind older woman a polite smile. Responding to her with a shy tone of voice;  “To start a new life, it's something all people say.. When they move from land to land, to put it simply- I think I’m one of those people. Even if it feels cheesy, it’s an honest answer-”  Her words were cut off by the end of her sentence, being shoved again in the unsteady wagon. Taking a deep breath, casually, she continued to speak;  “I think maybe, seeing different cultures and various sorts of people with different backgrounds, would be interesting to interact. For example! The walljacks, stonerunners, and the aedall’s all of those cultures seem fun to learn more about from people who have that in their background. It’ll be nice to see, and learn more about. I was always .. curious about the Falstoner culture.” Just the mention of hearing a Falstoner, her mind couldn’t help be think back at her small and vague memories of her father. Internally shaking off her thoughts, she kept her polite smile while finishing her sentence. “It’ll be great, to see those various sorts of cultures, races, and people.”  — Character Name Rowan  Character Race Human (Mistan-Culture) & Fey-Touched (Falstoner-Culture) Character Age Twenty Brief Physical Description  Standing at an easy short height of 5’2, she weighed 120 lbs. Her eye color and skin color have similar tones to a light gray. Having a slight hint of embarrassment in her human-like ears, she is often found having her hair flowing down. Since she is embarrassed of her ears, she takes great care of her hair. Having it flow perfectly below her rear, her silky straight hair was a rich black.  Keeping her sharp fingernails well-kept, she purposely lets them grow longer. Tending to have long sharp fingernails, she kept them as neatly as she possibly could.