Oloran

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• Ah, the oh-so-elegant race of the elf. Such grace, such wisdom, such disrespect, such vulgar language...
  Wait a second.

• Background

  Oloran was raised in an environment of peace and wildlife, located far from any cities.
  Traditional, quiet, kind, and boring.
  What sort of life was this? No quests, no excitement, no wonder!
  He couldn't possible life out his entire life in this dreadful place...But he did not have the consent to leave. He didn't know what was outside the forest, and no way of knowing how to survive. He would never admit it, but he was too afraid to leave.
  Instead, he resorted to pranking and harassing locals as an outcry. One day, he took it too far.
  Playing with fire in the literal sense, many homes were lost and Oloran was cast out of his home, only allowed to return if the hide of a monstrous mythical beast was brought with him.
  Of course, that would be impossible. He wouldn't survive long outside the woods.
  Except he did.
  Living off of his hunting skills, he managed to survive for even just a little while. He got lucky.
  After a few weeks away from home, he at last stumbled upon his first human city.
  Intrigued, it was only natural to explore.

• Playstyles Chart

  Always	Sometimes	Maybe	Never
  Always 18+ OOC	Sometimes Long-Term RP Short-Term Relationship	Maybe Long-Term Relationship	Never Death IC=OC Godmodding

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