[Public] Vork

[NeonElf]

Character Name: Vork
Age: 41
Description:
Balding, Vork keeps his head shaved, although not diligently enough. His graying hair frequently forms a stubble the runs from the back top of his skull to his chin. His oval face has deep lines like old leather, and some say his nose could be mistaken for a turnip it's so large. He is missing is right eye and wears an eye patch to cover it, however the patch doesn't cover the curving scar that runs from the center of his forehead down to his cheeck and around to his right ear. His left eye is black and hard as flint. His thick short neck and muscled shoulders give him the appearance of a brick with an egg sitting on top. An egg with a black caterpillar on it, as his bushy eyebrows could easily be mistaken for.

It is said his scowl alone has broken up fights, but it is more likely the short club he keeps behind the bar that's done the breaking. While older he's certainly not frail. He has the thick arms of a blacksmith, and the strong legs of porter. Not tall, but not short he could called average, but only in height. Covered in black body hair some people refer to him as a gorilla, but usually only once if he's within earshot.

Vork has an odd dark sense of humor that usually catches people off guard. While he is generally welcoming to anyone who can pay, he is stoic and doesn't say much otherwise. It's unclear if his brisk manor to others is indifference or dislike. In business deals he is honest, fair, and generally regarded as a good businessman, but no one really calls him a friend.

Location: - [thread=45]The Laughing Dog Tavern[/thread] in the Docks district.
Occupation:
This man is the proprietor of the Laughing Dog Tavern in the Docks district. He works there as the bar tender and sleeps in the apartment above. He keeps a close eye on patrons and is quick to break up any fights, but he does allow the general carousing that is expected in a rough tavern such as his establishment is.

Patrons who won't pay are physically thrown out, while those who can't pay are asked to leave politely. It seems Vork has a soft spot for some of the less fortunate who live around the dock area.

History:
No one knows much about Vork for sure, although it's pretty clear to most that he's from the borderlands. He's never said why he left or even confirmed that he's from there. Some say he was a deserter, others that he killed a man and fled. One thing everyone knows is true: his explosive hatred of dark friends knows no bounds. Anyone talking or even joking about being dark friends in his presence finds out the hard way that he's willing to fight the dark one on a very personal level.

Those looking for information sometimes approach Vork and find that many secrets are spoken aloud in places where it seems no one cares, or is listening. However, while his eyesight is impaired, his hearing misses nothing. Vork would never sell any information that he felt would help the dark friends. Some say he once cut the tongue out of someone asking for that type of information.

A solitary man with no family, and no friends. He has lived and worked in the area long enough for locals to have a pretty good relationship with him. He rarely seems to sample his own goods and no one can ever remember seeing his drunk. His duty to the Laughing Dog seems like the highest priority in his life currently.