OOC Minecraft Username: Symbioso Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: Minecraftservers.org, I was looking for rp servers.(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: N/A (Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): Hi, I'm Teddy. I do character art! Mostly of my various TTRPG characters. As of submitting this, I'm also working on an illustration of Gwydion. — 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?) Gwydion blinks at the older woman, having been so caught up in his own thoughts that it took him a second to register what she even said to him. When the gears finally clicked into place, he gives an awkward - almost nervous - laugh as he adjusts his glasses, pushing them up his nose and back into place. "Ah, it's... It's not much of a story, I'm afraid. I'm from Sirensong, one of the big ports on the Mist Isles - not that it's actually really big, it just feels that way because of the lighthouse - and we have this... coming-of-age tradition, where you either stay home, or go off on adventure. My family expected me to stay home, follow in their footsteps and become a ship architect, and all that fun stuff... I decided to leave instead, and they weren't exactly happy with my decision." He tried not to make a face, but only partially succeeded. He remembered the argument he had gotten into with his parents the day he chose adventure over a steady life in Sirensong, designing and building ships for the rest of his life. He'd been their only child, their pride and joy, and so they tried to keep him close. Unfortunately he'd been born with a free spirit, he wanted to see what was beyond the misty shores of the island he called home. He'd heard stories of the Reach, of how the Aedall disappeared practically from one day to the next. He had practically grown up on the stories, and they fascinated him as much now as they had when he first heard them. “Anyways, I’m just trying to find some adventure out there. See the sights, and really live. Siren Serene willing, I’ll be able to bring an interesting story, or even something useful, I found back home. Whenever it is that my heart calls me back there, anyhow.” — Character Name: Gwydion Character Race: Human Character Age: 19 Brief Physical Description: Gwydion stands at about 175cm/5'9", with a lean layer of muscle on him used to more of a life of study than manual labour. His clothing reflects this, being much fancier than what is usual for someone from the Mist Isles with a black-green suit, emerald bandanna, and dark gloves. He has pale skin, blonde hair so light it appears white tied into a loose ponytail, and dark green eyes. He also wears a pair of spectacles on account that he is woefully short-sighted and near blind without them.