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OOC Minecraft Username: fuyiko Are you at least 18 years old?: Yes, I'm 27. Have you read the rules? (Link): Yes.(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: minecraftservers.org(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: (Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins):hi! I usually go by rena, but my ign is fuyiko! I've been roleplaying through WoW/FFXIV/Forums for about a decade now and I'm trying to branch out to other games. I'm an artist and I've only made a couple personal skins, but I love to build as well. You can catch my art on my bluesky if you're interested in peeking. (I should honestly post more...) — 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?)   Charlotte took a moment to peer over the older woman, her sapphire-hued eyes following every wrinkle. She shifted uncomfortably where she sat, tugging at her flowing sleeves to cover the scales that adorned her skin. Who was she to ask such personal questions to a stranger? Lottie was clearly uneasy with the transition from the caravans that she was familiar with. It was clear by the rich silks that covered her body and silver jewelry that decorated her ears, she was definitely from one of the more... "rich" caravans. Yet, now she was set out on her own, ready to explore the realm and make a name for herself. Though that thought was fleeting as the pressure and fear of being alone settled in on her features. A frown spread across her full lips as she side-eyed the elder before her."I'm sure there's plenty of travel ahead of us where I recount my woes and tell you of my story," she murmured, jumping slightly as the wagon hit a rock. Charlotte was in similar height to the older woman, if not shorter. This caused her to grimace as the others around her seemed to look down upon her. Which in turn... made her feel even smaller. "Though, I suppose the classic tale of 'wanting to make it big' will satisfy your curiosity, will it not?" Oh, how she longed to be alone in a tavern once again. A nice, cold glass of brew sounded wonderful after all of this travel. Lottie took another moment to straighten her boots and fluff out the fabric of her top."How much longer is this going to be? My rear is positively sore from these wooden benches..." she grumbled to herself, looking towards the back of the wagon and peering at all the excited chatter of those around her. Surely... this new start was going to go well. It had too. She had nowhere else to go.   — Character Name: Charlotte "Lottie" Character Race: Fey-Touched, heritage of the wetland. Character Age: 27 Brief Physical Description: Charlotte has long, curly ebony locks, with a kiss of white amongst her bangs. Her eyes are a lovely, deep shade of blue, yet usually hidden behind the hood of her top. She is on the taller end of the Fey-Touched, standing at a mere five feet tall. Lottie has soft, pale skin adorned with scales that are a similar shade of blue to her eyes. A scar adorns her lips, most likely an incident with a wild animal. 
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