dammitbiscuit
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Bipper Hammergleam, half-orc bard 1 (under construction)
An exhausted, beweaponed half-orc trudges into the tavern. He leans close and mutters, Biggest glass of the cheapest you've got, please. And then maybe a tip on where to inquire about employment, to the bartender, and sits down heavily. After a deep breath and a moment spent collecting his thoughts, he looks up and begins to take in the room, its occupants, and their conversations.
The axes and spears go well with his savage, brutish face, but perceptive folk can spot a ukelele and a fife in amongst the other gear.
An exhausted, beweaponed half-orc trudges into the tavern. He leans close and mutters, Biggest glass of the cheapest you've got, please. And then maybe a tip on where to inquire about employment, to the bartender, and sits down heavily. After a deep breath and a moment spent collecting his thoughts, he looks up and begins to take in the room, its occupants, and their conversations.
The axes and spears go well with his savage, brutish face, but perceptive folk can spot a ukelele and a fife in amongst the other gear.