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If you don't mind eating herbs and fruits... because, honestly, I don't envision him bulseying the Rainbow...
Braggi finds some squirrels qhich could do a nice roast, but sadly he hasn't got a way of catching them. If only someone had come with him that would have a ranged weapon and some decent aim...
"So, you guys want some pigeon for dinner, uh?" Braggi picks his weapon and, even though he knows it's gonna be a tough job, smiles with false confidence. "Let's see what I can get ya! Anyone coming?"
When Avogadro finishes refreshing his feet, Braggi refills his canteen in the cool stream. Happy and smiling, he walks back to the camp and see what have they managed to get for dinner. "Carrots? Damn..."
Braggi enjoys a simple task as is collecting timber with Muradin. Suddenly, he stops. "Hey, can't you hear? I think that's running water... it might be our lucky day!" A loud and triumphant laughter resounds all over when he finally finds the small water stream.
"Let's stop there, then, and see that we can have a nice banquet!" Braggi claims.
"Hunt?" Braggi asks to the wind. "We could do that, if our stop is still far away." He turns his head to Muradin. "Is it?"
The food reference makes Braggi's belly groan. "Ah, there's ages since last time I tasted a good jar of mjød... I have zero hopes that they have that here, but a good meal will help me put the idea aside for a while" he comments, grinning, while he frothes his stomach in circles with his right hand.
"Maybe" Braggi answers, "but that doesn't mean this one's the only way out."
Braggi casually looks at the card-shuffling, bird-talking, top hat man. He seems like a charlatan, but the ulfen sailor has learned to have an eye open - no matter which colour - with these. Behind the talky facade, sometimes lies true power. If there's any moment in which they need it, and the guy is really worth his while, Braggi will be glad to have him on his side. He jumps gently down the cart and starts walking beside Svala. "So, with all the interesting places there must be in Golarion... Why did you end up precisely here?"
Bravo sits by the rear of the first cart, thus making sure he's about the center of the caravan and, should problems arise, he can reach any position in as few times as possible. Truth be told, problems d to seeon't seem likely to arise. The journey has been silent and boring, only mottled by the conversations with Svala and the occasional jokes in Skald that no one else gets. Truly, his - and Svala's - Ulfen spirit long for a bit more fun, but well, in the end, he's here our of necessity, not of amusement. "I'll use the blue one to catch any assailant and the grey one to have your backside covered!" he jokes back. Actually, the Ulfen woman appears quite attractive to him, but she's also a potential ally and friend in a strange land, and he wouldn't want to ruin that for a quick night of passion. Plus, that is precisely what brought him here...
Hi and thank you! In the days you all have spent with Braggi, you might have noticed he really a nice guy - not that he's a charity nun, but he wishes the best for his friends from the bottom of his heart. Honest and cheerful, he's had bad luck in the very worst moments, but he doesn't give up, even if he likes to complain. In combat, if there's been any, you have probably noticed he throws carelessly into the fray, but he also keeps that spirit of companionship and tries to be useful if there's need. His athletic - and enormous - body attracts many looks, though he's not too much into the complexities of social behaviour - at least not more than the basics - so he doesn't get all the juice he could from his potential. Yeah, I know the last part about the juice sounded horrible, but well... :P
Braggi is more or less finished.
Okay, changed Braggi's backstory to fit "You're fleeing the law", which is the other trait that really drew my attention. So now we can have both vikings: the gold-hungry and the women-hungry. Probably both beer-thirsty.
Hi folks. Actually, I was waiting until you guys posted opinions on me coming back. I'm... not sure what you think about it... and I might still need up to the end of the month to settle down a bit, so I think you'd do better with a new addition, maybe? Or let's say I feel you would. In any case, sorry to DM rel20 for having played with your feelings... I had one thing in my mind but reality had other plans, it seems. Thank you all and wish you a good and happy gaming.
Braggi launches his shield once again, this time connecting. He hopes the orc cook has enough with that...
Braggi knows better than trying to walk through difficult terrain on a crowded kitchen. He just throws his shield and hopes it works.
Braggi feels as light as the morning breeze.
Braggi finds the kitchen is starting to crowd, but he nonetheless tries to get in and face that cook. It's time for a refund - the meal was cold.
Hearing about a bandit in the kitchen, Braggi directs his steps there.
Just wanted to say I'm going under a formation for lip-synching, dubbing and off-voice narrative. It's going to take away some time from me, specially at the beginning, so I'll be slower than usual.
Braggi keeps on his pursuit through the ramparts.
Always! Who's lost?
Braggi goes through the western door in pursue of red.
Braggi notices green was about to flee through a side door. Since Xeph goes upstairs, he decides to comb this floor, going through the side alley.
With Xeph going upstairs, Braggi decides to secure this floor, and goes after green.
From where he's standing, Braggi tries to help Xeph by dropping green before he can threaten his friend.
Braggi runs to the tower, eager to help. He passes beside Chigao, seeing she's engaged with some prisoners. With a thumb up, he reaches the stairs and runs upwards.
Once Chigao's answer makes him think no one's going to show his head, Braggi enters the tower and quickly climbs the stairs to help.
Outside, Braggi keeps waiting for a head to show up. "Guys! How's things in there?!"
Braggi will hold there until he sees a friendly head showing up above the ramparts.
Braggi doesn't know if the guy remaining is still there, but just in case he shows his head the northener aims his shield just one inch above the rampart.
Braggi quickly blocks the bolt directed at his chest. He picks the shield with his other hand and hurls it with strength. The northerner tries a single throw this time, hoping to hit and prevent one of them from firing the crossbow.
After picking back his shield, Braggi shouts so the man in the tower can hear him. "Surrender! I'm dropping you all one by one and I'm still standing despite all your efforts!" He lets the realisation of the fact work its way through his morale.
Braggi nods in agreement. "That's what I'm trying to do, but those bloody ramparts are too much on my way!" He quickly thanks the healing salve and tries another time with his shield.
If I die, I'm my next pc is going to be a tower door.
Decided to keep the ruffians occupied while his companions climb to the top of the tower, Braggi stands where he is, throwing his shield once and again.
While the door finally goes down and his companions go up, Braggi stands where he is, ready to throw the shield at the first man that shows his head. Readied Attack:
Arite, I was already thinking if we had to use dynamite (though probably we would have destroyed the whole castle and the door would still be standing).
Braggi moves forward so as to have the ramparts in range, then once again uses his shield as a projectile, hoping to thin the enemy ranks even more.
Chigao quickly runs and helps Braggi drink the healing beverage .
Seeing the rubble is going to end up finishing him, Braggi launches his shield once more and then quickly looks for cover.
After reaching a safer position, he starts to look for the potion Zupon gave him a bit ago, with the intention of recovering his mauled body .
Braggi takes a step forward and throws his shield, even with some rubble still disturbing his aim.
Well, cooks use brandy, wine or whiskey to flambé their dishes, and they usually have no problem igniting it. I doubt those liquors have - usually - more than 40%. Actually, I have great doubts as to what ignites faster: liquor or olive oil.
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