Player: Czeska

Character Name: Frank

Age: 45

Sex: Male

Species: Leopard

Height & Weight: 6’3 185 lbs

Social Status: Outer Class

Physical Description:
He is a tall, lean, middle-aged male, with a bit of meat on his bones. His fur is a muted orange, whether from the city or his age is unknown, though the black spots are still dark as the never-ending night. His ears and tail are slightly over-sized for his frame, but it’s almost un-noticeable. His arms and legs are thick with muscle, the kind that comes from years of hard work and heavy lifting.

He dresses the part of the man he wants to be. Always wearing dress pants, shirt, and tie, a vest and a suit jacket. Casual for Frank mean that the jacket is taken off, tie slackened, and the top button of his shirt undone. A pair of old glasses sits on the end of his muzzle, the left lens falls out occasionally. The suit is as clean as can be, old, and patched in places. The fabric has started to bead, and show threadbare places, not yet worn enough to patch. An old pocket watch chain dangles between the pocket on his vest, and the one on his pants. The watch has been broken since he was fourteen, when his father passed it down to him, but Frank wears it every day.

Background:
Frank was one of three children, and he is the only one still alive. When he was a boy, his parents joined Frey’s mass immigration, eventually landing them in Einheit. When he was three his sister, Carissa, was born and when ten his brother, Charles was born. Their mother died in childbirth, though Charles survived. Their father hated the youngest, and mostly neglected the infant, blaming him for his wife’s death. Frank took responsibility for the baby, and kept him alive for two years, until he died of phenomena. Other than the loss of his mother, and near abandonment of his baby brother by his father, Frank’s adolescence was better than that of most purebreds in Einheit. He watched his sister grow up, get married to a kind leopard, and have a daughter, Karalee. And Frank stayed to care for his now-elderly father, staying with him until he died at sixty-five from complications with a heart-attack.

Carissa, now married to a decent, honest leopard, made a meager living keeping a small shop near a market in the Midcity. Frank would help keep it as he could, more and more after the death of their father. He watched while Carissa and her husband were hassled by gangs and syndicates, refusing to play by their rules, trying to teach their daughter that she could live honestly, even in Einheit. The day that haunts Frank still is the one day he wasn’t there. His sister and her husband were killed in front of Karalee, the child only surviving by playing dead under her mother. He found her the next day, still huddled under her mother’s corps. The girl was twelve. Frank took over the shop, remained living, now with Karalee, in his apartment a few blocks from the shop until the building was condemned, at which time Frank and his niece moved to the small flat above the pawn shop. His life became consumed with Karalee. Keeping her out of trouble, safe, and her childhood dreams alive, but the loss of her both her parents in front of her was too much, and three years after taking her in, Frank found out about her drinking problem. Both horrified that the girl would turn to this, and that he had not realized it long before, he slowly weaned her off of the alcohol, and put her to work in the pawn shop, obsessing over her, never letting her leave his sight. Karalee was, after all, the only family he had left.

Throughout his life, Frank had made a point of trying to make a name for himself, so that, in effect, what happened to his sister wouldn’t happen to him. He spent much of his life, before Carissa died, trafficking information, making allies, enemies, and a decent group of informants throughout the Mid and Under cities. He married the daughter of one of his allies; they had no children. Nine years after their marriage, the woman died of phenomena, leaving Karalee as his only family. Keeping her safe, and his sister’s shop open, were his only two concerns in life. Frank used his old friendships to keep an eye on Karalee, and the shop open and un-hassled with.

Frank lives as quiet a life as can be lived in the Midcity, watching Karalee closely, her actions (more accurately, the amount of time she spends in bars and night clubs) monitored by his friends in the city, and running the shop.

Personality:
Frank is a kind, quiet male. He likes to keep to himself as much as he can when he can. He fears almost no one, and has a grandfatherly spirit, always soft spoken and polite, unless the situation requires a more stern response. He is very un-easily flustered, and generally not racist, unless dealing with foxes. Calm, almost stoic, and very kind.