| Be strong, saith my heart; I am a soldier; I have seen worse sights than this.
[ edit ]
|
Handyman: Gallowglass can easily be found around the Freehold, performing a variety of odd jobs and manual labor. Until now, he has done so with minimal interaction; head down, mumbled responses. But lately, he's been nodding to others as he passes. He seems to genuinely enjoy working with his hands and fixing what's broken.
On the streets: Gallowglass lives on the streets of Philadelphia, and can generally be found relatively easy.
Animal Lover: He might suck at socializing, but nobody loves animals like Gallowglass. He has a clowder of loyal alley cats that he makes the rounds to feed every day.
[ edit ]
|
- 26th April, 2020: I Know You
- 29th April, 2020: You Need This More Than Me
- 3rd May, 2020: An Unexpected Touch
- 3rd May, 2020: Three Summers and A Winter
- 4th May, 2020: Makin' Plans, Makin' Friends
- 7th May, 2020: Blushberries and Bad Birds
- 10th May, 2020: Puppies, Poetry and Dimples
- 14th May, 2020: Pink is his signature color
- 14th May, 2020: Cocktails
- 18th May, 2020: Deep Roots, Weak Branches: Scene 1
- 18th May, 2020: Rhapsody in Pink
- 19th May, 2020: Rainbow for Rhapsody
- 22nd May, 2020: Someone You Loved
- 22nd May, 2020: Chip and Nibs, Rescue Rangers
- 25th May, 2020: Youth Social Organizations
- 26th May, 2020: The OTHER Twilight
- 2nd June, 2020: Hellos and Hedgespinning
- 4th June, 2020: Fight Night
- 5th June, 2020: We're in a Jam
- 8th June, 2020: The Greatest Artist in any Freehold
- 10th June, 2020: The Hordes of Lord Edward
- 13th June, 2020: Neat Party Trick
|
| Mask:
"Gallowglass is big" is sort of like saying "water is wet"; the big galoot is massive. Well over six feet, his brawny frame is stacked with hard-earned muscle; his hands are huge, chapped with heavy labor and a life spent working with them. He has a shock of black dreadlocks parked above amber eyes. His clothing is shabby; generally plain work pants, t-shirts that obviously come from an economy pack, and a raggedy tweed overcoat that he somehow keeps relatively clean. He has several tattoo; the most important one is along his right collarbone, a blue forget-me-not flower that seems made of calico and with a streaming pink ribbon about the stem.
Mien:
He's even bigger behind the mask. The heavy muscle is brutish, almost obscene; his flesh is no yielding tissue but rather thick smoked glass. The glass is chased with rivers of mercury that almost look like blood vessels; they flicker and flare with light, radiating from a lambent source buried beneath the window of his chest. His colorless hair is cropped short and neat, and his eyes are blue-on-onyx, glossy with lacquer.
Mantle:
The Gargoyle's Mantle is very subtle, but carries the heat of the hard stare of Helios on the back of the neck.
[ edit ]
|
|
"Brute", KMFDM
- Between the liquor, the bed and the noise in my head
- Between your mind and my crime and me in the grime
- Between the gun, the lead and the lies that I said
- Through your sweet breath comes the dawn of my death
- Touch me, hate me
- Give yourself to me and break me
- Cut these eyes, and I will see
- Kiss these lying lips for me
- Stroke this skin, and I will kneel
- Brutalize me, I will heal
[ edit ]
|
|
