04-06-2017, 06:19 AM
[If you feel ok to NPC Brendan in his cell, you're welcome. If you have questions when/if you do, I'm on Skype. If you rather I do it for you, let me know.]
Name: Brendan
Gender: Male
Age: 44
Height: Average (5'10)
Build: Average
Weapon: Brendan arrived carrying a one-handed axe of improvised poor quality and a knife. Both have been taken from him.
Clothing: Simple dirty uncoloured tunic, simple dark pants, boots. Belt. Leather wrist guards.
Appearance: Unshaved, unclean, messy hair. Tan scarred skin, brown eyes and dark blonde/brown hair.
Occupation: None. Former miner, currently thieving scoundrel.
Currently: Locked up in a cell in the guard tower. Pretty properly injured, suffers from blood loss and pain accompanying his wounds.
Personality in short:
Angry, hungry, survivalist. Happy when things go the way he wants and loudly angry when it doesn't. Toss a lot of empty threats, but he's unpredictable. On occasion, suddenly he decides he needs to do what he says to succeed. Which makes him swing to nasty pretty quickly. Can be very violent, but also prefer not to enter direct combat. He's more scared than he make light of and try to disguise it under anger and just being a nasty person.
About (in short):
Brendan's story started with a failed mining settlement of the Forbidden Lands. He's travelled far and wide. After a few years of fighting to get by as criminal he joined forces with Megan and Rick, travelling the coastline of the lands in search for opportunities. This is how he came to pass by Nightveil and upon quick inspection learnt there was an ongoing "shift" in the trade responsibilities. He had Megan spend a day creating a fake trade log and sorted his story with the two before they headed into town.
It took them little effort to find and wander into the town Elder's office, presenting themselves as representants of a "Sir Tann" looking to collect what the town owes. Translation: they we're going to steal some gold. At first, Brendan was delighted to see a little old lady in strange hairdo with cute little reading glasses seated at the desk, blinking surprised at him from behind a pile of papers. This was perfect, should be easy! He'd soon be less delighted.
The old Xitian bitch played a game on him. Acted confused, "accidentaly" knocked over a flower pot. Soon enough the Guard Captain arrived to help and the little old lady showed her true colours. Brendan's friends abandoned him for freedom and he himself was taken captive.
Betrayed and defeated, Brendan was quickly and roughly cared for by Raphael and then promptly tossed in a cell by Captain Kirk Kane.
Damn, shit luck!
Name: Brendan
Gender: Male
Age: 44
Height: Average (5'10)
Build: Average
Weapon: Brendan arrived carrying a one-handed axe of improvised poor quality and a knife. Both have been taken from him.
Clothing: Simple dirty uncoloured tunic, simple dark pants, boots. Belt. Leather wrist guards.
Appearance: Unshaved, unclean, messy hair. Tan scarred skin, brown eyes and dark blonde/brown hair.
Occupation: None. Former miner, currently thieving scoundrel.
Currently: Locked up in a cell in the guard tower. Pretty properly injured, suffers from blood loss and pain accompanying his wounds.
Personality in short:
Angry, hungry, survivalist. Happy when things go the way he wants and loudly angry when it doesn't. Toss a lot of empty threats, but he's unpredictable. On occasion, suddenly he decides he needs to do what he says to succeed. Which makes him swing to nasty pretty quickly. Can be very violent, but also prefer not to enter direct combat. He's more scared than he make light of and try to disguise it under anger and just being a nasty person.
About (in short):
Brendan's story started with a failed mining settlement of the Forbidden Lands. He's travelled far and wide. After a few years of fighting to get by as criminal he joined forces with Megan and Rick, travelling the coastline of the lands in search for opportunities. This is how he came to pass by Nightveil and upon quick inspection learnt there was an ongoing "shift" in the trade responsibilities. He had Megan spend a day creating a fake trade log and sorted his story with the two before they headed into town.
It took them little effort to find and wander into the town Elder's office, presenting themselves as representants of a "Sir Tann" looking to collect what the town owes. Translation: they we're going to steal some gold. At first, Brendan was delighted to see a little old lady in strange hairdo with cute little reading glasses seated at the desk, blinking surprised at him from behind a pile of papers. This was perfect, should be easy! He'd soon be less delighted.
The old Xitian bitch played a game on him. Acted confused, "accidentaly" knocked over a flower pot. Soon enough the Guard Captain arrived to help and the little old lady showed her true colours. Brendan's friends abandoned him for freedom and he himself was taken captive.
Betrayed and defeated, Brendan was quickly and roughly cared for by Raphael and then promptly tossed in a cell by Captain Kirk Kane.
Damn, shit luck!