3. Balthazar McBrighton

Balthazar McBrighton


  • PC: Balthazar McBrighton
    LOGIN: Celtic8824

    The olive-skinned man pushed the dark brown hair away from his sea green eyes, his white smile widening as the crowd grew around him in the streets of Amn. The small silver pendant of Tymora swayed naturally from the silver chain around his neck, and his weatherworn brown duster flowed in the windy city streets. He glanced around the group until he saw a beautiful lady of around nineteen years, on the arm of what had to be some… half-man, half-ogre. He grinned as he pointed to the gorgeous redhaired woman.

    “Miss, would you be so kind as t’ help me out with this next trick?”

    She nodded quickly, a grin on her face as she made her way swiftly through the crowd to Balthazar’s side. The boyfriend seemed less than pleased.

    The olive-skinned man pulled the sleeves of his duster up, revealing blue and purple flame tattoos on his forearms. He grinned to the fiery lass, and snapped his fingers, causing two bluish-purple orbs to appear in his hands. He began to juggle them, creating a third ball of energy as the other two were in the air.

    He bounced them around his back, in the air, under his arm, never losing control. He motioned her forward with a nod of his head and a wink of his eye, and soon enough she was right up on him, her breath on his duster as he was swirling the orbs around the two of them in a whirlwind of a light show.

    “And now ladies an’ gents… for the grand finale…”

    He launched the three balls of arcane energy into the air, two of them exploding into a show of fireworks as he grabbed the beautiful girl and dipped her into a kiss. The crowd went wild with cheers and claps, except for one very large, very angry man.

    As the man made his way to the front of the crowd, his fist drawn in an threatening way, the olive-skinned man looked to the smiling redhaired lass and whispered:

    “Balthazar McBrighton… pleasure to meet you, darlin’.”

    And with that, he let her go, and spun around, catching the remaining ball of arcane energy as it fell back from the sky and into his hand. Using the momentum from the spin, he launched it into the face of the boyfriend, sending him flying back in a shower of magical sparks.

    With a bow and a grin, the swarthy man collected the coin that had been tossed into his floppy hat on the ground, and took off towards the gates before the angry man woke up.

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