Bradhoc Browning

Rye

Script

Rye: Portia might be pleased if I dispatch of you right now. You have no friends, and an overflowing bowl of enemies. *fingers his sword*

Bradhoc: Who are you? ~He knows too much…~ *snarls, eyes flashing slightly yellow as he tries to turn and tackle Rye, trying to push past him - FAIL TACKLE* Oooof! *shoves on Rye, but can't make him budge * Augh!! *realizing he's out classed in terms of strength, stumbles back, wheezing and looking afraid*

Rye: We have been watching you all. Portia. The one called Vake. And the other that you befriended. We know everything about you, Bradhoc Browning.

Bradhoc: *curls his lips* "Befriended?" More accurately, you mean the one who betrayed me.