Orathy Culler
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| Orathy Culler | |
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| Social Rank | 9 |
| Fealty | Crownsworn "Crownsworn" is not in the list of possible values (Redrain, Valardin, Grayson, Thrax, Pravus, Lyceum, Crown) for this property.
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| House | Culler |
| Gender | Male |
| Age | 45 |
| Religion | Pantheon |
| Vocation | Criminal |
| Height | 6'1" |
| Hair Color | Brown |
| Eye Color | Brown |
| Skintone | Tanned |
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| Parents | Furen Culler |
| Siblings | Rencio Culler, Talirra Culler, Ajus Culler, Torian Culler, Morveer Culler |
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Description
Swarthy and solid, with heavy, callused hands, and a heavy, fierce jaw, there is a controlled threat in Orathy's stillnesses. There are men whose strength comes from carefully cultivated athleticism and then there are men whose strength is of a rawer form, and his is the latter. He is stocky and muscular with a broad, barrel chest, heavily built and solid. Tattoos limn his neck and collarbone in a dark circling pattern of inky black needling, but lacks any cultural significance as other tattooing. When clean shaven, he shaves off a good few years, but most of the time he keeps the sturdy brush of his beard because the extra salt of age -- it tends to come in with a few flecks of gray -- loans the seeming of more experience than he has strictly earned.
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Personality
Orathy isn't the smartest crayon in the box, but it's hard to say how much of that is deliberate. He often seems to be listening, but how much he understands and processes is left mysterious. He has a rough and tumble sense of humor, and a low taste for the lewd. He's not interested in fighting for fun but he is very interested in fighting for coin. He likes to make money, and he'll make money doing pretty much anything. It's hard to say that Orathy is trustworthy; it would be more accurate to say that Orathy can be trusted to do exactly as Orathies are wont to do. He will take money; he will fight hard; he will drink hard; he will laugh at terrible jokes; he will get up tomorrow and do it all again.
Background
There are a lot of gutter rats in the Lower Boroughs, a lot of poor people who do what needs getting done and get on with their lives. Many of them never dip into crime at all. Many of them are fine, hardworking folk. Orathy has no problem with those people, but he's not one of them. Many of them cling to their hard-won pride and their hard-earned coin and work day in and day out, stevedoring at the docks or carting materials here and there or who knows what else. Orathy grew up in one of those families. He watched as his father and mother and brothers scraped and saved and worked their asses off trying to do life the "right" way. He watched as they got sick. He watched as they teetered between better and not. He grew up gangly and scrappy and decided that he wasn't going to be having any of that crap. He started young on learning to fight and take care of himself and take care of business, and ended up attached to the Cullers for the simple reason that Furen Culler recognized talent when he saw it, and took the boy under his wing -- not quite adopted, but /taken/, and /trained/.
In his adulthood, Orathy became a guy who did work. He became known for it around the Boroughs. Regardless of family background, of the type of work involved, of the number of bruises needed delivered or the angle of the knife that ought to be thrown, he became known as somebody to seek out. Maybe not by name, maybe not directly, but if you went to a certain den or bar and dropped a hint to the right person that you needed something done ... well, maybe you'd be found by somebody who knew somebody like Orathy, and if he walked away sufficiently richer, the work would get done.
