Name: Patrick Fallon (born Padriag Daniel Faolan) Nickname (if applicable): Wolf Age:30 Gender: male Hair color:dark brown Eyes color:dark brown Height: 6ft 2in Weight: 210 Build: muscular Identifying marks: (eg scars, tattoos etc) none visible.. Does have a few minor scars over torso and back from various drunken brawls Ethnic origin: second generation Irish Occupation: dock worker exfighter; jack-of-all-trades Celeb claim (if any): Stephen Boyd Brief biography: He was not born in Chicago.. But in a small farming community that would one day be known as Warrenville back then though it was a cluster of small farms and a few stores... Not even a proper town.. Save it had of course a well used bar.. His Da worked too many hours for too little pay on a big farm to feed a brood of hungry mouths.. Ten children in all and He being the elder immediately when old enough set out to help with the family income.. It was not so easy in those days.. Especially.... When you have a quick temper and a a quicker fist.. It was soon he got let go from his job.. Of course this started a series of unhappy positions and unhappier employers.. It did not take long for him to be known as unemployable.. Aye the lad could work that was true enough like two.. But just as easy he would fly off the handle at imagined or real insults.. There was an epiphany of sorts.. When a traveling barehanded fight ring stopped in their fair community to gave people a look see at the pugilists.. And of course the fighters were taking on any and all comers.. It didn't take a whole lot of encouragement and young Patrick signed up.. By now of course Ma and Da were fed up it seemed he would forever be in trouble and one day they felt his fists might land him in jail or worse.. This might be just the thing.. Both thought he would get the tar beat out of him and be done with it.. But he didn't.. He went three rounds.. and lost his temper.. Nearly beating his skilled opponent to death right there in the ring.. Of course the promoters saw a viable meal ticket in this surly hot tempered youth. Untrained and not yet jaded the young man had the instincts of a good fighter perhaps even great if those instincts could be honed.. Barely twenty when he started fighting then thought after some time he was unbeatable.. The ladies loved his dark good looks.. The men found him to be just one of the boys.. It would seem he had it made.. The billed him as the black wolf.. and money was to be made.. Side bets.. Of course.. More money then he could have imagined.. Naturally the promoters took their share.. The trainer had his.. The bars got a lot as well.. and he did send some back to his parents.. It was all good and grand... Right up until they told him to take a dive one night.. He had become the odds on favorite to win .. and that was not netting as good a profit as it might.. a mobster had bet heavy on him to lose.. and well fight promoters do know when to turn the other cheek.. They argued with him vehemently attempting to explain the facts of life.. and organized crime.. He smiled.. Went out and won.. That was the beginning of the end.. He was cornered by five goons who left him nearly dead with a broken arm, concussion and words of wisdom.. Leave the profession or take a dive next time.. Stubborn hot head he was.. But not stupid and so he did the only thing he could.. Healed up .. But it seemed no one would hire him now.. Not as a main attraction..and he refused to be less then he was. A few years of drifting through the Midwest doing odd jobs he finally made it back to Illinois and to Chicago.... It's been a long time since he wrote his folks.. Longer since he has seen them.. They aren't so far away now.. But he isn't going home until he has something to bring back with him.. Money... Prestige.. Power.... He is older now.. a few scars.. a lot smarter..Has learned a few things along the way.. .Right now he works on the docks by the Lake.. But that just for now.. Things will change soon..One look in those shrewd determined eyes tells you that.. The only rub might be his bloody temper (more to come soon) All information considered OOC untill revealed in play Player fights post for post only any conserns please use the mail room, im's or whispers! Most importantly.. game on and have fun!!