THE BASICS
Name: Finn Hawkins

Nickname: Father Finn

Profession: Father of the Faithful, Leader of the Faith in the Eastern Territories, experienced drunkard

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Gender: Male

Age: 26

Hair: Sandy blonde

Eyes: Dark Brown

Distinguishing Marks: No marks, but he has a particularly chaffing manner of speech, his accent betraying his urchin upbringing.

General Appearance: 6’ 3”, roughly 182. Lanky and lean. Once upon a time, Finn might have been handsome, but disillusionment, angst and drunkenness formed an alliance to raise a shabby and pitiful figure. He is often sloppily put together, his hair a natty, tangled mess, his religious vestments askew, if not outright stained with vomit grease. Finn is almost always sporting some level of stubble, and when he forgets to shave for several days, his jaw is quickly overcome by a dense layer of dark blonde nap. He tries not to let the beard get too long, as he once found a newborn mouse nestled in the knot below his left nostril.

HISTORY
Personality: When he’s up to his eyeballs in rum, he’s cheery and optimistic, even a bit on the sweetly innocent side. When he’s sober, he’s cross and foul-tempered, often cutting too close to the quick. In either mood, he’s truthful to a fault, often giving people bad advice and telling them what they don’t want to hear. At times, he’s even refused to forgive particular sins, simply because he didn’t like the voice of the person confessing to them.  Despite his seeming idiocy, Finn is astute, always aware of his surroundings, and has the ability to offer profound insight at random, useless moments. When he’s needed, it’s almost guaranteed he won’t be there.

Sexual Preferences: Prefers men.

House (Major or Minor House): None.

About Your character: There isn’t a lot to say about Finn. He was born to a whore who died of the clap when he was six. After that, he made due as an orphan in the streets, learning everything he ever needed to know about the nature of man. Around the age of sixteen, he joined the ranks of the Faithful, not because he had any true penchant for religion, but because it was a solid roof, a clean bed and a free meal.

Five years in and he was caught in the act of buggery with another priest. The resident monsignor covered the incident, but found he couldn’t quite bring himself to keep the men at the monastery. The other half of the scandal was sent as a missionary to Deshret. Finn himself was sent to help establish the Faith in the Eastern Territories.

Due to an unfortunate number of deaths within his order, either from infection or violent dismembered by indigenous peoples resistant to conversion, he’s the eldest surviving member of the original religious settlers. It gives him the authority to do whatever needs to be done to keep the Maker in vogue, including ordaining new priests.

It’s too bad that not an ounce of him believes in all that Faith shite.