Brynn's cold eyes are set in a narrow face that might be pretty if it wasn't so frequently caked with dirt and blood. Her tangle of dark, wild hair is pulled back in a messy tie, shorn over each temple to free her sight lines when things get messy . . . and they always get messy. Her lithe body is covered in scars, each a reminder of a time when violence was the only way through and each a testament to a day that her will to live proved stronger than the other guys. Brynn's armor, much like her reputation, is cobbled together from ill-fitting scraps and second-hand steel. Hammered scales cover her midriff, a burnished plate fits snugly over her bound chest. A large paldron is strapped down tight over her right shoulder, and a pair of gauntlets that have been mended more times than she can count armor each fist.

Unless resting in Brynn's mailed fist, Skal'Drag is always within arms reach, usually strung across her back by a loop of dark leather. Its head looks older than any weapon should be, the rough hewn metal still showing heavy dents from the hammering that shaped it, but its saw-toothed edge still shines with a wicked gleam. Strange symbols are acid-etched across its surface, runes no one Brynn has yet met could translate, and they flicker like coals in the presence of dragon-kin. It's long handle of red oak is tightly bound in chords of black leather, loose ends dangling from its spiked pommel.

STR:  16 (+2)
DEX: 12 (+0)
CON:  13 (+1)
INT: 08 (-1)
WIS: 09 (+0)
CHA: 15 (+1)


Your maximum HP is 23/23

Your base damage is d10.

Starting Moves

Alignment: Neutral - Defeat a worthy opponent.

Human: Reroll a damage die once per battle (yours or someone else's)

Bend Bars, Lift Gates
When you use pure strength to destroy an inanimate obstacle, roll+Str.
*10+ choose 3
7-9 Choose 2
-It doesn't take a very long time.
-Nothing of value is damaged
-It doesn't make an inordinate amount of noise
-You can fix it again without a lot of effort

Armored
You ignore the clumsy tag on armor you wear.

Signature Weapon
Coldheart, an ancient axe with a serrated edge and runes that glow in the presence of dragon-kin.

Gear:
Your load is 8/14.
You start with"
--Dungeon rations (5/5 uses, 1 weight).
--Scale Armor (2 Armor, 3 weight, worn).
--Skal'Drag(+1 damage, Near, 2 weight)
--Shield (+1 Armor, 2 weight)
--2 Healing Potion (0 weight)

Bonds
-Sierpinski owes me their life, whether they admit it or not.

-I have sworn to protect Lydia.

-I worry about the ability of Uri to survive in the dungeon.

-Tobias is soft, but I will make him hard like me.