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Broma Bella





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Creator: SirenCymbaline
Roleplay: A Lost Tomb
Nickname: Broma

Name: Broma Bella
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Race: Dwarf

Role: Performer/Bard

Appearance: 4'6. (i.e, short af.) A little muscle and a little chub. Cute fat legs. Pear figure with large breasts. Round face, warm freckled skin. Green eyes with thick brows and lashes, curly black hair with long braided pigtails. Sports a luscious moustache, and a short beard. Wears a short red dress and tall brown laced boots. Carries a cittern (little old timey mandolin thing) on her back. Carries other belongings in a leather bag that’s like the renaissance fair version of a fanny pack.

Personality: Broma is a cheerful, laidback gal, with a special breed of confidence unique to the lady who sports a luscious moustache. She’ll do anything to be remembered just a bit more than the last performer to come through, from not shaving, to going on dangerous adventures just to have something to sing about. Show up, sing for the fighters, get fed. That’s the Broma way.
-Strengths: Easygoing and chatty, and just plain interested in what anyone has to say. Easily approachable and nonthreatening, Broma is generally either liked or ignored. This extends more often than one would think to things like bloodthirsty dragons.
- Weaknesses: Broma has been known to make the occasional ill-advised political satire song that gets her into trouble. She's had to skip town once or twice. She can't say she has no regrets but can't say she won't do it again, either.

Broma isn't a fighter. If it can't be placated or confused with magic song, she can't run away from it, there's nobody to protect her, and an improvised whack won't hurt it, then she's toast.

Magic: With the power of song, Broma can cast charms and some simple illusions. She can moralise companions, and demoralise enemies. She can heal a little, but not as well as a proper healer.


History: Broma is a bastard baby born to a human and a dwarf, at least one of her parents was a craftsman of musical instruments, and she ended up a wandering bard.

She hasn’t been to the southern dwarven kingdom where her dwarf parent hailed, yet, and thought this posting a good excuse to go experience some of her culture.

Up For Love: Sure. I don't bother to give my characters canon sexualities much nowadays, I just ship if I see a great dynamic.

Other: She doesn’t actually know too much about the dwarven side of her culture, and is prepared to be very embarrassed.


Thou call'dst me a dog before thou hadst cause. But, since I am a dog, beware my fangs.
— Shylock, The Merchant of Venice