Brumbjörn Bronzeballs

Description:

Name: Brumbjörn ‘Brum’ Bronzeballs
Race: Dwarf
Class: Fighter (lvl 2)
(Fighting Style: Two-Weapon Fighting)
Base speed: 25 ft
Hit points: 26
Armour Class: 16
Initiative: +1
STR: 20 (+5)
DEX: 13 (+1)
CON: 17 (+3)
INT: 11 (0)
WIS: 12 (+1)
CHA: 13 (+1)

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Bio:

The youngest of eleven siblings, Brumbjörn Bronzeballs was raised by his mother, a brewer, and his father, a blacksmith, in a small village just a stone’s throw from Fort Lakehold. An idealistic youth with a thirst for adventure, he jumped at the chance to enlist in the Darokinian Army as soon as he came of age. It wasn’t long before he caught the eye of his superiors, and his military operations soon found him travelling further and further afield.

With a steely glint in his eye and a battle-axe firmly planted in each hand, the young dwarf cut quite the fearsome figure to his foes, imposing in spirit if not in stature. Back at camp, meanwhile, his comrades knew that ol’ Bronzeballs could be counted on as quartermaster to keep their supplies in check and the alcohol flowing freely, and the bonds forged between them on the battlefield made their merriment that much sweeter.

After a certain length of time, however, the glory of military life started to fade, and the loss of a few too many close friends left Brumbjörn with a sour taste in his mouth that not even the strongest ale could shake. He handed in his resignation, and proceeded to drift purposelessly from tavern to tavern for the next few – weeks? Months? Money runs out eventually, though. Perhaps this letter from Gundren would be the kick in the teeth he needed to get his life back on track.

Brumbjörn Bronzeballs

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