Rules :

1.You must choose one of your character. Do it again if you want to use another character.
2.Your character must answer to all the questions honestly.
3.This Title must be in your journal : "OCs quizz (the name of your
character)".
4.When you will have finished it, tag everybody you want.
5.Have fun!

>> Dealo

[I watch Dealo enter the room. He looks odd, almost inhuman. His dark brown skin sets at complete contrast to his stark white hair. His eyes have an almond shape and a piercing green color. His smile is pleasent enough, so I press on into the interview.]

Me: "Hello! What's your real name and nickname?"
Dealo: "My name is Dealo Baru of the House Mesinte in the
Drow kingdom. One of my friends called me De, and I am more
commonly known as The Reaper, reasons for which, I made
abundantly clear before this interview began."

Me: "Yes. That you did. So how old are you?"
Dealo: "I'm just one hundred and seventy. Young adulthood for
a Drow."

Me: "*Whistles* Impressive. I imagine you've seen alot over
the years. Anyway, let's continue. What's your favourite food?"
Dealo: "My foster mother made some delicious boiled tubers, drizzled with a cheese melt. You should really try it. I have the recipie somewhere."

Me: "I may have to take you up on that. Your favourite
drink?
Dealo: "Blackroot brew. The Master Smith at our Smithy makes it. It's very hydrating on a long stint in front of the kilns."

Me: "Sounds delicious! Confessions time! Who's your lover/
Crush?"
Dealo: "Her name was Andrea Hevren. She was the Grandaughter of the baker in my village. I met her during a 'trip' to High City. Needless to say, we never really got far."

Me: "Yes, I understand. Had you ever kiss her?"
Dealo: Sadly no... The fates deemed it not to be. My afliction
forced me to slay her. I've never forgiven myself for not fightig it
harder...

Me: "...Eh... *Ehem* Yes! Classical question! What's your
favorite color?"
Dealo: "Green. It's the color of the armor that my birth mother left me when she left me with my parents."

Me: "Oh! I guess that's what you're wearing now?"
Dealo: "Yes"
Me: "Very lovely! Now, who is your favorite writer?"
Dealo: "He's a little known Scholar from Arejeema. Dekcs Maventa. He actually wrote the ballad of how I defeated Ajaalak. It's a good read. You should really pick it up if your in that area."

Me: "What is your biggest fear?"
Dealo: "Dying, and finding myself alone in the abyss."

Me: "That would be horrible! Do you have any siblings?"
Dealo: "To my knoledge, no, but I was never able to persue
my lineage very far."

Me: "We're almost finished, only 10 to go. Who is your hero?"
Dealo: "My mother. She escaped the Drow warcamp and fled so that I may be born away from the harsh customs of the Drow. Had she stayed, I would have embraced the Reaper and all would have been lost for our world."

Me: "Ok! Who is your worst enemy?"
Dealo: "The Dark One. Zar Ajaalak. He is the one who afflicted me with the curse."

Me: "I don't exactly feel comfortable asking this, but I have
to. What would you do if your hero and your worst enemy got together?"
Dealo: "Impossible, and if you suggest such a thing again, I
will tear you limb from limb."

Me: "Ehh... Duly noted... It won't happen again! Now,
moving on! What would you do if you met your creator?"
Dealo: "Kill him on the spot for allowing such a demon to be."

Me: "What will you do when you get older ?"
Dealo: "I do not age anymore. After vanquishing the dark one, I was granted a boon. I asked to remain unchanged, so that I may be the man Andrea remembers."

Me: "What's your worst nightmare?"
Dealo: "The return of the Dark One. I only managed to defeat him with the aid of several empowered artifacts that vanished after the conflict."

Me: "What's the life you dream of?"
Dealo: "Being normal... having Andrea by my side, being removed from the guilt of my sins. The list goes on."

Me: "Ok, where's your favorite place to relax?"
Dealo: "I have a small clearing in the forrests around Leonas
Visat that I like to relax and think in."

Me: "Last question! What do you do the most of your time?"
Dealo: "I work in the forges and help around town. on my down time, I'm known to join the miners in the bar for a few drinks and some hearty merryment."

[We exchange pleasentries and I hurry out past him. On a personal note, This is the single worst interview I have ever been assigned to, and sertinly the first in which I feared for my life. I would like this to also serve as my two weeks notice.]