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Name: Tyekpo
Age: 72
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Declined to state
Craft: N/A
Rank: Former Weyrbrat
Physical Description: Tyekpo looks even older than his age portrays. His hair has long since greyed, it's even white in many places and often greasy. It is not well taken care of, and is often in a distinct mess. About the only thing he does do is shave, and this is done every sevenday early in the morning before everything else. By the sixth day of that sevenday, it’s turned into a thick bristly, although short, beard that lays on his face in patches.
His skin is also slightly patchy, although this is hard to notice at long distance, and exceedingly dark. With often downward curled lips, Tyekpo has a very grumpy looking demeanor. He is often slumped, and it is rumoured that his bones creak when he moves.
When he does get around, it’s with a cane. It is old, weathered, and dented in quite a few places. He’ll tell you it’s from hitting insolent children. It is tough to say. When meeting with people, his clothes are the only thing that remains kempt. He only owns a few of them, but they seem to be his pride and joy as they are always clean, bright items.
It is rare that he smiles, and it is not necessarily a pleasant thing. It is a rotten-toothy grin that comes with the aroma of alcohol. Charming, no?
Personality: Gruff, gruff, gruff. Tyekpo’s voice is gruff, and so is his demeanor. He’s constantly muttering small, discouraging remarks to himself about the state of the Weyr, children these days, men that can’t respect a woman, and improper ability to lead.
It is very rare that he has something nice to say about something, if he even comments on them at all. It is fairly common knowledge that he has a very selfish attitude. If there’s something in it for him, he might do it, but otherwise it is likely that he’ll turn a blind eye to it.
That selfish nature makes him very easy to bribe. With a distinct fondness for alcohol, Tyekpo’s often seen with slightly glazed over eyes. It is during this state that he generally gathers up information. He disguises ears of a canine underneath his rough and uncouth oversurface and is always picking up information he enjoys trading to anyone who wants it.
He has no particular allegiance to any particular faction, and for a high enough price (whether in marks or in alcohol), he’ll do dirty work or dig up information for whichever group comes to him. It is, however, a very high price, and he’ll be just as soon to cast away someone who is rude or acts dumb.
History: Tyekpo actually doesn’t remember much about his childhood. He will tell you he remembers pretty ladies, good lads and some brilliant flights, but that’s about it.
Most of his memory is kaput for one reason or another, although it is said that if you bribe him with a strong beverage, and he doesn’t pass out by the time he finishes, he’ll tell you a story that will knock your socks off. Whether this is about his past or not is quite hard to say. Some of these stories are so farfetched that they can only be falsifications.
Based on his room, where most of his stories are told, it can be assumed that he used to be a leatherworker of some sort. He will say that 'he's always known how to weave leather', but obviously he had to learn somewhere.
Pets: N/A
Other/Talents: He can be a fairly good place to get information on a source. Assuming he’s sober, or if he’s paid, this information is often very accurate.
His room in the Weyr is littered with things. Some of them are valuable, but most of them are not. There are old, broken riding straps, fancy mugs, decorative cloths, and all sorts of other odds and ends. He’ll trade some things off, and others he will not let touched. It is here that he spends most of his time making things with his hands amidst his muttering and always glancing around in case a visitor decides to stop by.
Will this character be a candidate? No
Picture: N/A
