So, due to not having enough time to actually write decent posts, I'll be removing my character from the RP. Sorry.
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When Wren heard the call for C and D-rankers, he quickly shoveled the rest of his meal down his throat before moving towards the front desk. “Food wasted is a farmer’s time wasted” had been a common saying when he was growing up, and he would be hard-pressed to disregard the mantra after having it drilled into his mind for nearly two decades.
When Wren reached the desk, he examined the adventurers around him before seeing what jobs were available. There was quite a mixed bag of races and occupations. Warriors, priests, and alchemists. Elves and humans. All manner of people seemed to join the Iron Roses. He had only recently realized just how much of a sheltered life he had lived back home. For example, until recently Wren had never seen an orc, but now one stood right in front of him.
Returning his focus to the matter at hand, Wren took a look at the three jobs. Not very glamorous, he reflected as he read through them. Although, he thought, it's not like a D-ranker can expect much better. The goblin burrows job stuck out to him as the most interesting, but he eventually settled on the medicine delivery. A village in distress struck too close to home for him to ignore, plus, he didn’t like the idea of those people languishing in disease any longer than they had to.
He signed the paper in clumsy print and then looked around at the others who had selected the same job. There was the orc he had noticed earlier, as well as a girl alchemist, an apathetic looking man who introduced himself cheerfully to Noelle, the leader of the group, and a blue-skinned woman with a shaved head. Never in a million years would Wren have imagined he would actually be adventuring with such a strange entourage, but here he was, a member of his uncle’s guild ready to embark on his first quest. Maybe wishes do come true, he thought whimsically.
Next, he turned to Noelle. “I’m thrilled to be working with you, miss,” he said with a smile. “I’m Wren Harper, by the way.”
When Wren reached the desk, he examined the adventurers around him before seeing what jobs were available. There was quite a mixed bag of races and occupations. Warriors, priests, and alchemists. Elves and humans. All manner of people seemed to join the Iron Roses. He had only recently realized just how much of a sheltered life he had lived back home. For example, until recently Wren had never seen an orc, but now one stood right in front of him.
Returning his focus to the matter at hand, Wren took a look at the three jobs. Not very glamorous, he reflected as he read through them. Although, he thought, it's not like a D-ranker can expect much better. The goblin burrows job stuck out to him as the most interesting, but he eventually settled on the medicine delivery. A village in distress struck too close to home for him to ignore, plus, he didn’t like the idea of those people languishing in disease any longer than they had to.
He signed the paper in clumsy print and then looked around at the others who had selected the same job. There was the orc he had noticed earlier, as well as a girl alchemist, an apathetic looking man who introduced himself cheerfully to Noelle, the leader of the group, and a blue-skinned woman with a shaved head. Never in a million years would Wren have imagined he would actually be adventuring with such a strange entourage, but here he was, a member of his uncle’s guild ready to embark on his first quest. Maybe wishes do come true, he thought whimsically.
Next, he turned to Noelle. “I’m thrilled to be working with you, miss,” he said with a smile. “I’m Wren Harper, by the way.”
As a first time roleplayer, I decided to go for a simple character. I hope you like him! :)
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