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Burrai: Listen = 3, Spot = 6 Awesome.......

Suggestion Well, I could suggest taking a slightly two speed approach to things - at least to try it out first before potentially doubling everyone's workload. So where there isn't story critical input required, just continue anyway after an appropriate amount of time. If it is story critical...

Hey, I'm normally flat out over Friday and Saturday, and sometimes Sunday if I'm doing something with the wife. Appreciate that I could do a little better with timeliness, that's totally fair, but depending on when everything falls I can realistically only definitely commit to once a week (I...

Burrai adjusted his shoulders until the plates of his armour settled more comfortably – he hadn’t realised how tense and eager for action he’d become. Well, that was a lie – the frustration he’d felt building all evening, but he didn’t think it would affect him physically. He tapped out the...

Yo, Hopefully I didn't step on anyones toes there.....I tried to incorporate what everyone suggested they wanted to do into the post and knit it together somehow.....if I screwed up and you wanted your character to do something else, let me know and I'll amend the post accordingly...

Burrai Steelborn Another time perhaps there might’ve been more ceremony for the subtle shift in focus in the room. Jabbar, who had been – and arguably still was – the common factor drawing them all together, had finished moulding his clay, flash fired it, and would now see how it held. This...

Burrai puffed away. Thinking. Planning. Evaluating. It all bubbled away as naturally as breathing, and finally other streams of information were appearing. He turned to Ersun as the Underfolker gave his thoughts. “I agree with your assessment. Mostly.” Burrai let pipesmoke stream out through...

Burrai Steelborn Burrai watched the exchange between Aletia and Ersun with a mixture of confusion and mirth, but he still caught most of Jabbar’s explanation. He did have to run it back through his head once though to ensure he had all the salient pieces identified. So this Kayote was living in...

Burrai Steelborn At the knock of the door Burrai had taken up his axe and shield from their place beside the door and stepped to one side even before he really questioned who was calling on Jabbar. Old soldier habits died hard – clearing a space with the doorway in clear view, corner checked...

~4 hours?~ Burrai thought, amazed at the racing time. The day had been long, true, and the night thick with events – and a not inconsiderable amount of frustration – yet it hardly seemed a few hours gone since dusk had crept by. Perhaps so much had gone on, his mind had been working too...

Yup - I'm in too

Jabbar's residence was more homely that Burrai imagined it would be. He was expecting something more functional - an attic above a warehouse, or an office hidden behind or below some workshop or other. A place where a smuggler might keep a palette to sleep on, but otherwise functional. Instead...

Ugh - Sorry guys I've had a hellish week or so, plus the wife is out of the country at the moment so I've been swamped at home to boot.....I'll try and get something up in the next day or so.....

Burrai Steelborn As the Rhat, Jabbar, and the akhenaten called Vadik exchanged heated, quiet words. Burrai slowly put his shield back in it's clasp. He'd intended to hurl it at the figure, hoping to stun him long enough to aprehend him. Instead he watched the barbed volleys of spiteful, angry...

that was intended for elloral only

Time. Its sculpted Burrai Steelborn’s weathered features, getting trapped in creases of age and the scars of living. The marks are clear, if you know what to look for. Burrai is tall for a dwarf, but short for a human. Traditional dwarven shoulders and thick arms tell of time working the forge...

Burrai Steelborn Burrai had just begun to turn, expecting this Jabbar to follow suit and head to whatever haven smugglers in Cabarda retreated to when requiring secrecy. Instead, a small shape burst from the shadows, gibbering Jabbar's name. It was almost automatic - one hand snuck behind him...

Burrai Steelborn Burrai listened calmly. This Jabbar seemed competent, cautious, and quick minded - and Burrai felt a little tension leave him. A man like this wouldn't be so...casual with his business if he felt there was immediate threat. He scanned the road again out of habit. Empty. He...

~So this is Jabbar~ Burrai thought, taking in the man. Despite the obvious signs of age, Burrai could see the strength still in his bones. Lean, like the sun had dried him out like tough leather. The scar was deep and long, not unlike his own, and Jabbar wore it with a similar acceptance. Yes...

Oh - forgot to ask Narayan .......what did you think of my suggestion after our Dwarven Ranger concept chat?