Travis Grunwald

Phys descript: Short black hair and dark brown eyes. 290 lbs and 8ft 2in. A large, stocky, bear-like build. Hairy, often wearing a full mountain-man beard. His teeth are fairly sharp, canines apparent. He keeps his claw-like nails to about and inch.
Race: Human/Semigiant(woodland).
Wardrobe: A large duster-jacket, leather shoulderpads, military boots, camo pants.

Personality

Equipment

A six-inch long combat knife, a "Slugger" pistol (A large barrelled hand-gun used to fire extremely thick slugs long range), a sawed-off shotgun. His ipod is always handy. He always keeps an oversised heavy sword with a hooked end along his back.

Travis Grunwald's Story

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# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-15 18:45:38, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Pushed open the doors to Gambit's, a hearty smile set across his round face beneathe his beard. With naturaly heavy footsteps he found himself a stool at the bar. He swivled around to face the entire room and its patrons. With wary eyes, he scanned over each of the bar's occupants, hoping to find one on his bounty list.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-15 18:50:03, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Took notice of Kisa Taking a post behind the bar. He waved her over. "I'll have some sort of stout beer." After a second thought he added, "And a bowl of nuts."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-15 18:54:39, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Smiled back. "Thanks" He dropped a few mis-matched coins on the counter, assuming the place took most forms of currency. "I think that'll be enough. Keep the change." He took deep sip of his drink anc popped a nut in his mouth befor spinning around in his stool to face the bar again.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-15 19:00:06, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Felt the shockwave of the Plasma Explosion knock him just enought to throw him off his seat. "'The Hell?" He stood up to survey a fair amount of damage to the near-nonexistent half of the bar. He took out his thick-barrelled Slugger Pistol and held it close to his side.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-15 19:07:00, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald As the Missle soared through the air, He took to running at Omega Celion Hunter, lifting his gun without a second thought at the thing and squeezing the trigger, hoping to at least get a good hit in befor the Missle struck.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 08:56:59, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Stepped into the bar with a sleepy look upon his rugged, beard-laden face. With naturaly heavy, pounding footsteps, he made his way to the counter where he asked the bartender for a coffee. Once his drink arrived he dropped a few mis-matched coins on the table and sipped his warm waker-uper. Satisfied, he made his way over to and sat at a booth, then turned his attention to the bar and all of its patrons.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 09:04:38, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Cast a weird look to Lief Cauldor loudly enjoying his drink and doughnut. Secretly he wished that he could take as much pleasure in a simple drink-and-treat. Under his breath he said, "The quote, 'I'll have what she's having' comes to mind" He didnt know if anyone in this messed-up multiversal bar would get the reference.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 09:12:37, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Tilted back his head and downed his coffee quick as if it were a shot of some hard liquor. He coughed once and set his cup down. Bored, he took out a horse-brush and began combing it through his thick mountain-man beard, taking out any knots the curly hair may have formed. He smiled at the satifying tug of the brush on his beard.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 09:18:36, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald 's Eyes followed Meghan as she strolled over to the bar and ordered her bevereage from the NPC bartneder. Aiming to make conversation, he tucked his beard-brush in his duster pocket and got up from his booth. With the same naturaly heavy footsteps he came in with, he walked casually over to her. "An odd morning drink, dont'cha think?" He smiled heartily with a warm chuckle.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 09:23:50, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Extended a large, rough hand, "I'm Travis Grunwald. Pleased to meet you, Meghan." He took a seat next to her, "What brings you to the fine shithole of Gambit's bar at suck an early hour?" Though not nearly deep enough in conversation, his other hand had already gone to stroking his long beard thoughtfuly.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 09:30:05, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Shifted his leather shoulder pads. "Well, however nice some of these guys are, that doesnt distract me from the scum i get paid to pick off." However dark the statement, he still maintained a jolly smile. "you see, I'm a bounty hunter. You'll come across a lot in my line of work, but none so great as me." He smiled jokingly, hoping she would appreciate the self-gratifiying humor.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 09:39:01, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald "Not exactly, I just keep a pretty uptodate mental list of all things that need killin'." He laughed a jolly laughed and then noticed her unease. He checked said mental list once over and did not rockognise her. "Why do you ask." His smile had gone down a few pegs.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 09:40:16, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Exits the bar i na rush

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 19:46:54, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald 's heavy footsteps could be heard throughout the bar as he walked through the doors and up to the counter. With a large, happy smile spread across his beard-covered face, he asked out loud, "Bartender?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 19:52:21, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Nodded happily towardsCecilia Frazier and hopped over the counter. After rummaging through the many bottles to find some sort of stout beer. He found a bottle of Boldbrew Imperial Stout and grabbed it. After a second hop back over the counter, he took a seat and popped open the bottle with his fingers.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 19:55:53, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Accepted Cecilia Frazier's request "Go right on ahead, I ain't expecting company." He took a long swig from his bottle, belched loudly, and let out a hearty deep laugh. He turned back to the man, "I'm Travis, what might your name be?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 19:58:43, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald 's Thick eyebrows furrowed with confusion at the cat/person "Why might that be? Cecilia is a fine name! perhaps a bit girly, but nice all the same" his smile turned downwards a bit as the man slammed his head on the table, "I was only joking, it's a good name."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 20:02:41, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald "Fucked?" His mouth turned upwards again beneath his mountainman beard into a grand smile, "What could be wrong with sex? unless..." he leaned close in "You dont 'Swing' that way, if you get my drift." He leaned back and let out a huge string of jolly laughter.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 20:06:09, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Put a heavy, manly hand on the Cat/MAN's shoulder. "What Do you mean?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-16 20:10:27, as written by strykravage

Travis Grunwald Noticed the Creature looking down at the would-be feast of [Cecilia Frazier. Quickly, he pulled out his 'Slugger Pistole and aimed it upward, firing a warning shot next to where it was residing. "Fuck of, Yah scaly fucker!"

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by strykravage

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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