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Im sorry i don't know why some sentence are black, while the rest is white, i don't know how to fix it, so if you see a lot of edit, that's because im trying to make it more visible (not black text, since idk if it's only me or for everyone, but the site in in dark mode, so black isn't easy to read)
24 days ago
Minecraft Username: PlumeBleu
Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes
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In-CharacterRead the following prompt:
The sound of clinking glasses and idle chatter welcome you in as you find yourself stepping into The Full Cask. An older man with a full mustache and warm smile beckons you over to the bar he's tending. His gazes washes over you, a glint of some knowing look shining in his eyes. As you sit, his voice rumbles out:
"Hello there stranger! What can I get for you?"
After you order, he continues to make small talk. "You must be a newcomer. I'm Maarten, glad to meet you." He says with a certain kindness in his tone.
"Tell me, what brings you to the Spire?"
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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The stool was taller than it had any right to be. Nora put both hands flat on the seat and hauled herself up onto it rather than climbing, boots swinging a good few inches clear of the floor once she'd settled. What little she carried was a big backpack and some worn leather that had been patched at the elbow in a slightly wrong shade of brown, and a short green half-cape that didn't reach past the middle of her back.
"Oh huh.., hello, just a water's fine." she said. "Thanks."
The light found her when she pushed her hair back — long, red, and badly tied — and made a poor job of the rest of her. Scales along her forearms, fingers black to the knuckles, as though they'd been frostbitten.
"Northron." she offered, by way of explanation and apology both. "Though a poor one. Where I'm from a person's meant to be handy with an argument and handier at a feast, and I was neither. I kept a hut, around a half-day out of town. I only ever came into town for some few necessities, salt, thread and fabric, maybe some food if my hunts weren't good enough sometimes, in that order. As well as to sell some leather i made, and sometimes, some meet as well if there was too much for me to eat before it went bad. I'd talk to whoever would have me at the trading post and then go home again before dark. It suited me. It suited them, I'd wager — my father was Fey-touched, and this all came down to me from him. Half didn't really care. The other half wouldn't talk or even look at me."She spread the blackened fingers on the bar, looking at them with an unbothered expression.
"So, im here to find work." She said quite confidently. "Any work, i'm not fussy, i don't really care what it is. Just work." But she didn't think that it was enough, so she wanted to explain what she already knew. "I mend my own clothes and I've patched other folk's, not greatly, but good enough for them to be usable for quite some more time." Although but what she'd truly like is to be taught something. A forge, a kitchen, a tannery, a scholar with more books than shelf even maybe. But looking back, everytime she talked to people, it was only for buisness. Then she though that this is maybe why she wasn't really good at socializing, and that it was the reason why she never dared to ask if anyone wanted to teach her anyting. She then remembered the surname that her parents called her, "Magpie of Knowledge", fitting, since she was born at the end of Highsun month, when summer started. They called her that because anything midly interesing would caught her attention, and she would ask so many question about it, not stopping until her Curiosity was satified.
After a bit of silence, that she didn't really noticed since she was remembering old memories, she didn't want to just leave without saying anythings. "My mother was Arsa Sidhe, and her people scattered after the Collapse and left almost nothing behind that anyone bothered to write down. The ones who came before them left even less, vanished without a trace, so i'm told. Well maybe some old ruins here and there, but never saw any for myself."She glanced up, and she looked somewhat uncertain.
"Does anyone actually do anything about them, or does everyone just live around all of it and not ask anything?" She continued."If i were them, i would have asked enought to give them a headache." She laughed a little.
"Well, im going to go for now, thanks, have a nice day." She said with a smile. As she tried to get down from the stool, she almost fell, yet caught herself on her backpack that she had put at the foot of the stool. Then, she threw the backpack on her back, and left, still with that smile on her face.
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Character Name: Nora Valeelle
Character Race: Half-Race : Arsa Sidhe and Fey-Touched (fire/volcanic heritage)
Character Age: 20
Character Height: 150 cm (1,5m or 4,9ft) (this will be at the tallest/full adult, but probably around 145cm since Arsa Sidhe are fully grown at 30 <--- needs verification)
Brief Physical Description: purple eyes (fey touched eye), long red hair, light/whiteish skin, dragon like scales mostly on the forearms and shins, still some but more spread out on the thigh/hip as well as on the calf and upper arms/shoulder, fingertips are blackened to the knuckles, long ears
Image of Skin and Figura Model:
As i do not know what figura model is, i just put a pic of my minecraft skin (let me know if you want the skin file instead of just a pic of it)
Minecraft Skin
24 days ago

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