Donning on the long black robe I always wear, I glance at the mirror. The soft glow from the white orbs made me look kind of unfriendly. I let my jet black long hair fall and it covers my face. I leave the room to have a run.
My backstory? I was born without parents (I wonder what happened to them?…), and grew up kind of lonely. It has made me independent though, I don’t really need the help of others. I just have to be as good as I can in every aspect of myself. I start to run along the edge of the town, this is what I usually do everyday when there’s nothing better to do, I’m pretty fast on my feet now, I guess.
Ahh, I slow down and face the jungle. I wonder what it’s like beyond? The darkness seems to grow larger. An image of a strange black dull orb flashes in my mind for a split second. I run for a while longer and head back to my bed to sleep.
2 STR, 3 AGI, 3 INT
I don’t really like showing my face to people. Covering my face with a red hooded poncho seems preferable, I won’t even mind my side flip auburn hair being messy inside since no one can see it. I lie down at the top of my favourite hill under the only tree growing there. The grass is getting prickly again, it’s out of control and needs trimming.
Lying here alone is so peaceful. I always wonder why my parents abandoned me. I have never met them, did they meet me? Did they know me that’s why they abandoned me? There are always so many questions running through my head. Who are they? I know who everyone in town is. I can’t imagine my parents being any of them though… Sometimes, no matter how independent I am, I half-wish I still had grandma to look after me. She was just a random sweet old lady who wasn’t even related to me. But she’s gone.
“Aria!” I hear a call from afar. “You were supposed to be at the potato farm today!” The voice approaches. It’s one of the old lady’s friend who still tries to look out for me sometimes. Sigh, I don’t wanna help out, I just want to sit by myself and wonder what all this is about. I roll on to my side and curl up. There’s a red orb blocking my vision. I instinctively reach out to hold it in my hands.
I get up. I want a way out. I want to know what’s out there. I run to the edge of the forest and try to bash it, without a care of what there was. A hand tries to grab me and stop me. “Aria, you’re too impulsive. Do you not fear what can be out there?” I don’t, I don’t. Nevertheless, I relent and let her bring me back towards town. I water a patch of potatoes for five minutes before making my escape. I return to my bunk and fall asleep.
1 STR, 4 AGI, 3 INT
In your dream, you hear a strange thudding sound, and a faint cry of help. There is a soft scampering of feet and some shouts. You roll to the other end of the bed and the dream ends.
You wake a few hours later. Something feels amiss. There is a weird atmosphere in the air. There seems to be a lot more chattering than usual. You should be helping to trim the forest today, but you’re wondering what the occasion is.
What will you do?
[OOC] The above scenario refers to both characters. The houses you stay in are adjacent.
For more information and what you can do, check the original Lore and the Lore on housing. You can ask questions under the OOC tag.
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