OOC Minecraft Username: Dhampiirr Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: Saw it as a game status of a few friends.(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: Symiren  (Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): N/A — 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)? The Greatling carefully adjusts his posture, careful not to apply too much pressure onto the wagon; wouldn't want a wheel to fall off, suddenly."Aye, aye indeed! Ya' know.. I'm a bit more comfortable on the seas n' all, so these rocky roads.. Hope ya' don't mind, eh?"Vaughan carelessly begins to laugh, his somewhat-loud voice practically causing a verbal tremor to those near.Though luckily, the laugh shortly comes to an end, noticing the effect it had on the elderly lady. How careless."Ya' were sayin'? Ah.. right.. how I came here!" He'd quickly adjust his clothes, letting it drape over his tall physique; a bit of dust, and specks of dirt.The man begins to ponder, trying to figure out how to word it appropriately, without accidentally offending any other eavesdroppers."Truthfully.. cannot tell ya, Miss!" A shrug, followed by a laugh. "The weather down by Abmanyo is great, don't get me wrong.. but that urge & desire to explore.. can't replicate it, aye?"As the time begins to pass, it's clear that both of them are enjoying each other's company; the social encouragement from the Greatling, clearly adapted from the Pearl Coast."Though what I'll miss.. them little Dugongs! Tiny little critters! Of course.. couldn't ride em', else I'd be in big trouble.." Another chuckle, his voice dropping to a comfortable volume."Now you've got me curious, dear. You're not from the mountains?" The woman asks, a faint glimmer of curiosity shimmering in her eyes."Well.. as ya' know, us Greatlings are often fightin', or carryin', ya' know the whole ordeal!" Vaughan slowly stands up, showcasing his physique; a display of pride & strength.".. though Vaghan over here.. that's me, if ya' didn't know me, I like the seas!" A chuckle. "The breeze of the wind, the chirping of the birds; far better than the fight & call of the wild!"He slowly sits down again. "Don't tell em' other Greatlings, though! They'll have my head, haha!" The man extends his right hand, patting the elderly woman faintly on the shoulder.A sigh; a longing for his home, replaying faint memories; good, and bad. "Ah.. the Faradheer River; perfect to bathe in, and splash around with water!""Ya' should visit it some time, maybe meet ma' mother, Vaughrid!" Then, a whisper. "Truthfully.. I'm a little~ nervous, so.. I'm speaking more than intended, hah!""One last time advice before we part ways, Miss." -  "When you do meet my family, or the Mist Isles, be wary of the water & it's depths. Don't disrespect Siren Serene!"The mood drops suddenly; his cheerful tone vanishes, focussing on the importance of this dialogue. "Her might can shatter your voyage, or aid your journey. The choice is yours."As quick as the wind, his joyful atmosphere radiating around him appeared once more!"Since you were so attentive, Miss, I'll have to give ya' a gift, no?" His smile reveals a few fang-like teeth, his vein reflecting a bit of a dark tone; black-bloods. He hands over some cosmetics: some carved wooden jewelry; an anklet. "It's not the best, but not too shabby, eh?" - "Don't underestimate Mistan Hardwood, it's great quality.""It was a pleasure to meet you, Miss, truly. Vaughan won't forget!" Character Name:  Vaughan Character Race: Greatling Character Age: 27 years Brief Physical Description:Vaughan; a 7'3 tall Greatling.His physique is covered by a large black & brown robe, concealing his racial features; though the horns at the top stick out, revealing his origin, with ease.Though color abnormalities are uncommon within the Greatling blooodline, his palette follows a rather grey-like pattern.Unlike the Northern Greatlings, his hair is long, almost reaching down to his waist; a dirty-grey, of some sorts.Simple leather boots, strapped to those strong legs of his, having gone through plenty of mud, and sand! Image of Skin and Figura Model: