.... ooc name: Molo
.... current characters: Colette, Jet, Jadon, Pan
.... how you found us: a random advert
.... your character's initial fight stats: already set
....a role play sample (200+ words):
This place seemed nice. Or at least, it would probably be nice during the warmer months. Right now, in the midst of the cold season and all covered in snow and ice, nothing was very pleasant. Coming down from those mountains though, even this frozen cauldron he stood along the shore of was a welcome reprieve from the mountains. It’d taken far too much damn effort to traverse, climb, and power through that portion of his trek.
And for his reward, he was left cold, tired, hungry, and alone. The uncertainty that came with being alone was new, though his decision to leave everything and everyone he’d ever known behind was not one he regretted. He had water, at least, and the different paths splitting off from this main cauldron gave him options.
And even if he didn’t survive this winter, it still was still better than being back home.
The mere thought of it left an unsavory taste in his mouth, something that prompted him to lap up more of the frigid water before he continued sauntering along the frozen shore. Arty would far prefer to die a free man, following his own heart and desires, than to have remained tethered to duties and bound to rituals he had never wanted to be part of. Somebody else could deal with that stuff.
and finally a bit about your character... back to see what else he can get in to & I wanted to try playing him again.
.... current characters: Colette, Jet, Jadon, Pan
.... how you found us: a random advert
.... your character's initial fight stats: already set
....a role play sample (200+ words):
This place seemed nice. Or at least, it would probably be nice during the warmer months. Right now, in the midst of the cold season and all covered in snow and ice, nothing was very pleasant. Coming down from those mountains though, even this frozen cauldron he stood along the shore of was a welcome reprieve from the mountains. It’d taken far too much damn effort to traverse, climb, and power through that portion of his trek.
And for his reward, he was left cold, tired, hungry, and alone. The uncertainty that came with being alone was new, though his decision to leave everything and everyone he’d ever known behind was not one he regretted. He had water, at least, and the different paths splitting off from this main cauldron gave him options.
And even if he didn’t survive this winter, it still was still better than being back home.
The mere thought of it left an unsavory taste in his mouth, something that prompted him to lap up more of the frigid water before he continued sauntering along the frozen shore. Arty would far prefer to die a free man, following his own heart and desires, than to have remained tethered to duties and bound to rituals he had never wanted to be part of. Somebody else could deal with that stuff.
and finally a bit about your character... back to see what else he can get in to & I wanted to try playing him again.
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