OOC Minecraft Username: Tavalicious Are you at least 18 years old?: yes Have you read the rules? (Link): yes (Optional) Were you referred by someone? If so, who: x (Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): x — 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!) Erik had found himself clinging to the hilt of his sword, an item far too sentimental to be robbed by the strangers near him. Despite the radiant environment paired with a comfortable warmth, the Northerner still kept his fur coat on, a bead of sweat trickling down from his shoulder length hair; he was quite the paranoid one indeed, it seemed. As the old woman’s voice outstretched towards him, slowly did his attention shift, severed from the scenery around him. Of course she was right, but still - how unlucky he was to have that traceable amongst his visage; All he wished for was a silent venture to new lands. But alas, even Erik knew not everything could go as perfectly as he wanted it to.  Mere seconds felt like several to him, as he attempted to form some sort of acceptable answer. What was he to say? That he wants money, or wishes to 'spread his wings'? "... I wish to see the Lady of the Lake," Came his answer, short and sweet - before his eyes diverted, ending that small chatter swiftly.   — Character Name: Erik af Hrafengrad Character Race: Human Character Age: 40 Brief Physical Description: He holds himself tall and mighty, customary for a warrior of sorts (6'3) .. Though, he doesn't really seem like one - perhaps considered too haughty for a man of his appearance. Black hair cascades down to his back, and a scraggy beard rests along his jaw; sprinkled with greying hairs. Gathered from age, of course.