I looked at Brion's Trump and smiled. I liked him, and if his card was mixed up in this, it must be easier than I thought. Strength ought to solve it, or just believing in what I was doing, just as he does.
Brion has inherited his father's muscles, but one presumes he has his mother's brains. A permanent grin attached to an honest young man with a friendly attitude. Nothing could be more deadly. A typical Brion quote is, "Yes, we are travelling to our certain death, so what?" or, "Yis, whare ei com fraam, vowils are aptienel."
He has actually said that. There may be no hope for him. Problem is - he is an awful optimist, and survived the certain death episode, by smiling openly and honestly and telling the truth. Not liking him is rather like not liking a huge but cute puppy. A good-stuff character.
He bears the sword Aramwir, a blade cast under the sea, in a reflection of the Pattern in Rebma, except when he lends it to somebody, or loses it, or does whatever it is that ludicrously happy twenty-year old demi-deities generally do with swords. Brion and Moradin do not get along, as Moradin married Bronwyn, Brion's girlfriend, after getting her pregnant.
He is married to a lady from his Shadow-world, a high grav place called Anvhar. His accent is hard to understand, and in a crisis he tends to talk in glottal stops instead. He has no wishes except to have a good time, and do good. Frightening.
His curse, from those given by Crowley: "Brion, you shall learn there is no true happiness where there is suspicion." It's not yet really affected him.
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