OOC
Minecraft Username: Koshkak42
Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes. (Born in 1998)
Have you read the rules? (Link): yes
(Optional) Were you referred by someone? If so, who: N/A
(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): I make MC skins.
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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 some references to our lore in your response!)
It had taken a moment for the young Valk to process what the woman said as his hand drifted to the hem of his worn, dirtied coat from the time traveling as Bellamy tugged it down as to fidgit in the time it took to respond, "I'm... Seeking to travel, see the Reach for myself. Maybe find some adventure if possible." Was this were he wished ot go though? All his like north of the Wall, the Midlands, he lived on the coastline and stared out into the blue abyss of the seas. That was what he wanted to explore, though, he would need some wealth for that. Bellamy soon realized he was lost in his thoughts with the Elderly Woman still more than likely awaiting more of a answer, "I've always wanted to explore and see new places- Become one of those great seekers of glory you read about in the historical texts.Granted I did want to make that... Goal happen on the seas, on a ship. Though here is just as fine." He gave the woman a soft smile before tucking back into crowded wagon as his hands pulled the coat he had been fiddling with during his conversation more tightly around him, talking with those aorund him in a series of small talk while the wheelhouse they were in wobbled down the rough roads.
Soon Bellamy drifted to a restless slumber as the wagon he rode in bumped along the stoneworks, stirring him for brief moments, but he dreamed of his childhood with his family as they traveled down the Ocean Road. Given that road was more maintained he would take it over this time traveling to the Southern Reach, and take attending one of the Winter Festivals over the mysteries of the southlands. Either way these memories he dreamed gave him some comfort while the time passed.
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Character Name: Bellamy Bashere
Character Race: Human
Character Age: 20 years
Brief Physical Description: Bellamy is a human in his early years of adulthood with brown-hazel eyes, hair a lighter black as it has been kept well combed and usually pulled back besides a few loose strands, and skin that has a faint olive shade to it. He stands about 18 hands in height (6ft/182cm) with a fair build from years toiling in his seaside hometown as a dockworker, or general laborer at warehouses.
