Brella
Brella
Chaotic neutral Half-orc Bard (special) 4/Barbarian 4
Appearance: Brella is an unremarkable specimen, slight grey pallor, stands a little over 6 feet tall, visible tusks make quite clear the muscular woman in the loose fitting pants and oversized shirt (the sleeves commonly extend about 4 inches past her fingers but this doesn't seem to actually impede her) is at least part orc. Brella's hands have many scars on them, but her face was almost untouched by the last war, except for her eyes. Underneath the levity, the jokes, there is fear and more than a touch of madness.
Personality: A free spirit who enjoys tweaking authority figures, Brella has found a special place in Cassius's thoughts. Right between "Oh gods what has" and "done this time?". Whether its starting one of her wild parties that always end up as drunken brawls, flying Cassius's favorite hat from a flagpole, riding into town in the middle of the night on an animated crocodile skeleton, or worst of all smiling that deranged smile that always haunts Cassius's dreams with visions of mayhem, Brella has made Cassius her special project.
Background: Brella was a native of Breland and learned how to fight on the streets. Her hands are lethal having crushed warforged on more than one occasion. Also she developed a talent for song. Her "apprenticeship" was a brief stint with an older tavern bard, where she learned how to sing, and an odd form of acrobatic dance that she adapted to her own otherwise unsophisticated fighting style. She never learned to cast spells though, something for which Cassius is extremely grateful. During the end days of the war, Brella clashed with Cassius a number of times, while she worked as a scout for the Brellish army. Once she caught them trying to ambush a supply line and set off a rock-slide. Another encounter, a few days before the mourning, involved some toothpicks, tape, and several live geese. Neither one will say anymore than this. After the war Brella took over a small brewery, one which regularly makes deliveries the Caer Shadowfast. Since discovering an old foe, Brella has taken to making these deliveries herself. She has since been directly or indirectly responsible for a good 40% of Cassius's bar tab. Ironically its her brews that Cassius favors (whenever she's out of town). To this date she has yet to get a delivery on time (what no one knows is she actually has the beer smuggled in ahead of time and the barrels on her wagons are just for show, again she just likes to push Cassius's buttons). Rumors of a relationship between the two are constantly circulated, but completely false. Cassius flies into a rage whenever someone suggests such a thing, and Brella tends to play along and crack jokes. Nathan just laughs until he turns blue.
