Post by pauliusmaximus on Jul 7, 2013 1:38:11 GMT -5
Age: 150
Race: Dwarf
Allegiance: deep dwellers of the Ortan house
Physical Description: Height is at 130cm tall and stature is rather portly, he has long orange-red hair and a very short fuse he is not the prettiest sight being scared and beaten looking on a regular basis which is a cause for some alarm to his mother. he braids his beard as is the custom to their society but may only have one as he is not of noble birth. his clothes are no more than common rags of cloth with the odd coat hanging on his wall that he stole of nobles he never though much of weapons and carries none.
Personality:He is not the most noble individual you will ever meet. He tends to find himself scamming every last crown of his fellow citizen that he can due to his obsession with the drink and being mighty happy while drunk. The only real job he has had is working as a "discreet problem solver", and was damn good at it until he decided to try and charge more than the folk were willing to pay. After such time he returned to pickpocketing and using dodgy games to take money from unsuspecting tavern dwellers.
History: He is more or less considered a "smear on dwarven society" along with the rest of his clan and not very accepted in the town due to being one of the many bastard sons of Ortan though he is unaware of this fact. He is rather proficient in hand to hand combat winning many a bar brawl he is not so familiar with weapons. his family is of low moral fiber matching the rest of his clan, His mother tries to make her way as a servant girl for the clan lord, she is in a constant state of dismay when leaving the Ortan manor and Craddock feels that other things may be happening inside. the income from his mothers servitude dropped in more recent days when he asked her about is she replied only with "he is not as satisfied with my cleaning", he feared it was not her cleaning that mi-lord was unsatisfied with. the Ortan clan commonly referred to as the unholy 10th after they denounced the dwarven gods and were removed from the Urzhad to keep them pure in the eyes of the gods , Craddock was born to servants of the Ortan Clan but does not directly serve lord Ortan himself.The clan as a whole maintain control over a number of the creature posesed by their un rejected brothers.
Craddock had a lack of guidance in his early life due to his mother always working and no father or siblings to turn to, all he had was this one kid called Lobo, Lobo was like him (he was a bastard son of ortan but didn't know it), Lobo's mother taught him how to cheat and steal because she felt that children were seen as more trust worthy and her wage was next to nothing, the theifing kept them on their feet and as Craddock spent more time with this lad he picked up on the tricks that Lobo had been taught which at first his mother was less that impressed but eventually saw the help it gave them and allowed it. A few years later Craddock and lobo were snooping around the Ortan manor gardens as they did sometimes but unlike other days today their luck ran out guard poured out of the manor surrounding them Lobo being the quick thinking heroic type of guy he was picked up and threw a stone at the guards so that Craddock could escape, Craddock took the opportunity know that his friend will be able to our run them, but forgot to take into account that one lone crossbowman was on duty to day and all it took was one thud and it was over, Craddock got away but just as he was exiting he turned to see the lifeless body of Lobo being carried away. He remained almost speechless for many months after the ordeal too unnerved to even stand even within viewing distance of the manor at the risk of being recognised and meet the same fate as his dear friend.
One day while strolling through the town square Craddock was approached by a hooded man offering a chance at revenge and gold in return Craddock took the offer and succeeding ones after a "problem solver is the name he earned approaching interested parties under the cover of a hood accepting and killing man men for what ever was offered but as times got harder the demand for money was higher and no one was willing to meet his price less they get questioned about were the money had gone. so he reluctantly returned to his life of petty crime tricking and stealing to keep food on the table.
Roleplaying Sample: Craddock lies on his favourite chair in his home finishing his last swill of ale as his mother returns home, "greetings mother how were the girls", he says feeling rather joyous due to having scammed a nobles purse earlier in the day, his mother walks off into the kitchen without a word until she see to more bottles of ale and some fine bread sitting on the table, she gives a small smile as she replies "business booming is it lad" Craddock Chuckles while pouring another tankard of ale. His mother takes her place next to him and informs him that she is no longer of use to the clan lord. Craddock leans forward "you don't say what did the old codger complain about this time", as she form what she thinks to be a reasonable reply Craddock rudely interrupts her and demands answers to the true nature of her work. As she explains the the goings on in the manor Craddock turns from his slight sadness for is mother being let go to an angry vengeance that a demon could not hold back for it is revealed that all the female servants were paraded as whores between not only lord Ortan but many sneaky guards aswell.
