Brendon Flake
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(( PC: Brendon Flake
Login: SickFish))A mountain of a man sits in the corner of the dancing mermaid drinking and laughing with mirth. Everything about him seems bulkier than the average his arms, his head, his shoulders, and especially his gut. His bright blue eyes shine out from his hary face like two beacons.
You want to know I go so big?
He roars the whole tavern heaving him and going ques at the outburst watching to see if whoever asked the question might be receiving a walloping from this bulky figure.
Why I'll tell you. It runs in me family it does. Got a spot of Giant in me way back. On my fathers side of course, women in my family He chuckles they don't tend to marry, at least not humans. Bit of bugbear going back that way as well.
Me Pa and all the rest live up near the Glacier. Frightfully cold, had to sell almost all my furs on the way down here, bleedin hot around here. I heard this land was blessed though! He razes a mug overhead with the shout Signs of Auril Herself. So I thought if it's good enough for the frostmaiden it's good enough for Brendon Flake. Sides I like to be where the action is.
He raizes his mug to the bar and gives a loud shout.
A Toast! To Auril, may you all know her blessings and her scorn!
He drinks heartily and loughs loudly. It seems the rugged man of the north has come to Narfell to stay. At least as long as the land is being touched by his mistress anyway.
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reviewed, xp pending
