OOC
Minecraft Username: Symiren
Are you at least 18 years old?: Yep! 19
Have you read the rules? (Link): Positive(Optional) How did you hear about Avalore?: Through a Friend(Max. 1) Were you referred by someone? If so, please provide their in-game username: UndertaleFTW1
(Optional) Introduce yourself if you’d like, as well as any creations you want to share (e.g. art, builds, skins): Hello! I'm Miren/Ren/Symiren, honestly whatever name you could come up with, I'm joining in hopes of making new experiences and create interesting stories!
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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?)
The Greatling exhales, getting pulled back into the reality while daydreaming was confusing, he blinked twice before speaking up, "Knowledge" the words are cut short, something else is hanging from the giant lips, hesitating for a moment, but upon looking at the woman in front of them something tells them he could speak up, "My tribe up above in the Amafells values magic as much as the physicality of your body, my intention is to seek that path here" The word fell heavy, waiting, looking, observing.The woman smiles at the greatling, a warm smile that reminds him of home, strangely this makes Elkaj continue to speak, feeling safer now."My tribe is up north, following the lead of the Byrn we started to look at magic differently, but the Matriarch was too stubborn to fully commit to it, so we are stuck with a middle ground" A laugh, short and hollow but pure, his voice deep and so his laugh, it echoes lightly, "Magic is… weird to me, I have yet to experience it for myself and a guidance on how to do so is one of the reasons why I'm traveling"The wagon moves for a while, the noisy rumbling of many pioneers is comforting in its chaotic nature, its temperature is uncertain sometimes the heat raises, other times a sudden breeze of cold air gets through, some shiver at it, but the Greatling can only think about the homeland that he is leaving behind, the cold temperature of the Amafells, the mountains and deep slopes, the hunting and the traps that some Jaraids messily placed around, stupidly smart creatures, he chuckles at the thought, massaging the calf where the trap got him.He snaps back to reality once more, this time on his own the wagon arrives to a stop, he looks at the old woman once more, determination filling her eyes, he steps next to her his stature towering over hers and the one of most of the other passengers, "Thank you for the talk" He says, smiling, "Maybe this won't be too bad."
Character Name: Elkaj
Character Race: Greatling
Character Age: 40
Brief Physical Description: Tall even for his race, Elkaj stands at 8'0ft of height, his face carrying many stories, cuts and healed scars decorating the skin of the Greatling, which is completed by his deep red eyes and horns that follow the same colors, while mostly brown under a certain light they can end up being redder than they actually are. His clothes resembling with proudness his Stonerunner origin, large clothes made for dealing with snow, regardless of appearance they end up being relatively thin, always having easy access to check for frostbite when needed.
Image of Skin and Figura Model: ( The figura model only has the horns for now, not the best with figura )
