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named Jeremiah Adame
aged 20 years
gendered male
appearance The first thing one would notice about this young man was his height � and unheard of six feet and four inches. Secondly would be his slimness, which was to an extreme, despite his healthy eating habits; 130 lbs, even. Forgivable differences aside, he seemed to hold a friendly, patient disposition, a smile ready for anybody who caught his attention. Brown hair was kept short, though still had enough length to fall onto his brow; a few days� stubble was present on his jaw, though it didn�t subtract from his amiable appearance, in fact, it only made intelligent hazel eyes all the brighter. He was sometimes seen wearing a pair of thick glasses, but only rarely. A pleasant man, all in all.
clothing When seen minding the temple of his god, he was clad in black, billowing robes which was fringed by a deep green, his favorite color. When not tending to the temple, he was dressed in a simple green tunic and soft cloth breeches. Worn out leather boots adorned his feet in both cases, once black, now faded with age.
class level Commoner
profession Priest of Demonte
sample roleplay
The young man took a moment to take a deep, calming breath and straighten out the collar of his priestly robes before casting a modest gaze upon the temple where he devoted most of his time to; the Temple of the Gods. It was early in the morning, as the sun�s rays were only now coming into view over the horizon, painting the vast expanse of sky with brilliant shades of yellow and pink. A crisp breeze picked up the hem of his robes, and drew his attention back to the tasks that still needed to be done before any worshippers came to.
He strode up the aged stone stairs dutifully, immediately and knowingly passing to a nook wherein a splintering wooden broom stood.

�Best get this done now,� he told himself under his breath.

It was not a complaint, far from it, though sometimes he wished the High Priest would notice him and his hard work more often. He aspired one day to take the position of High Priest of Demonte, or perhaps an advisor to His Majesty and the beautiful queen.

� But now was not the time for daydreaming. It was time for sweeping.

Also!
'Send the package to the monkey village.'
Sorry it�s taken so long for me to repost all this information, life called, but now I�m back. :)

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